BLACKKKLANSMAN
Written by
Charlie Wachtel & David Rabinowitz
and
Kevin Willmott & Spike Lee
FADE IN:
SCENE FROM "GONE WITH THE WIND"
Scarlett O'Hara, played by Vivian Leigh, walks through the
Thousands of injured Confederate Soldiers pulling back to
reveal the Famous Shot of the tattered Confederate Flag in
"Gone with the Wind" as The Max Stein Music Score swells from
Dixie to Taps.
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR (O.S.)
They say they may have lost the
Battle but they didn't lose The War.
Yes, Friends, We are under attack.
CUT TO:
A 1960'S EDUCATIONAL STYLE FILM
Shot on Grainy COLOR 16MM EKTACHROME Film, The NARRATOR
BEAUREGARD, a Middle Aged but handsome, White Male, sits at a
desk, a Confederate Flag on a stand beside him. Very
Official. He is not a Southerner and speaks with articulation
and intelligence.
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR
You've read about it in your Local
Newspapers or seen it on The Evening
News. That's right. We're living in
an Era marked by the spread of
Integration and Miscegenation.
CUT TO:
FOOTAGE OF THE LITTLE ROCK NINE
being escorted into CENTRAL HIGH SCHOOL, Little Rock,
Arkansas by The National Guard.
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR
(V.O.)(CONT'D)
The Brown Decision forced upon us by
The Jewish controlled Puppets on the
U.S. Supreme Court compelling White
children to go to School with an
Inferior Race is The Final Nail in a
Black Coffin towards America becoming
a Mongrel Nation.
A QUICK SERIES OF IMAGES
Segregation Signs. Antebellum Photos. Happy Slaves in Old
Movies. Masters inspecting their Cotton and Tobacco with
their Slaves in The Fields. Blacks shining Shoes and working
as Butlers, Porters and Maids.
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR (V.O.)
(CONT'D)
We had a great way of Life before The
Martin Luther Coon's of The World...
CUT TO:
The Billboard of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. sitting in the
front row of a Classroom it reads: Martin Luther King in a
Communist Training School.
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR (CONT'D)
...and their Army of Commies started
their Civil Rights Assault on our
Holy White Protestant Values.
CLOSE - BOUREGARD - KLAN NARRATOR
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR (CONT'D)
Do you really want your precious
White Child going to School with
Negroes?
Footage of Black and White Children playing together,
innocent.
Beauregard now stands by a Large Screen and points at The
Screen.
BEAUREGARD-KLAN NARRATOR (CONT'D)
They are Lying, Dirty Monkeys...
FOOTAGE and STILLS of Stereotype Blacks Coons, Bucks and
shining Black Mammies. Black Soldiers in D. W. Griffith's
"Birth of a Nation" pushing Whites around on the Street.
CLOSE - BEAUREGARD
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR (CONT'D)
...Stopping at nothing to gain
Equality with The White Man.
Images and Scientific charts of Blacks compared to Apes and
Monkeys.
CLOSE - BEAUREGARD - KLAN NARRATOR
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR (CONT'D)
...Rapists, Murderers...Craving The
Virgin, Pure Flesh of White Women.
They are Super Predators...
CUT TO:
LYNCH, The MULATTO, lusting after our LILLIAN GISH in "Birth
of a Nation." Other Lusting Images of Craving Black
Beasts!!! SEXUAL PREDATORS!!!
CUT TO:
KING KONG on Empire State Building with Fay Wray in his hand.
GUS in "Birth of a Nation" chasing a White Woman he wants to
Rape.
CUT TO:
CLOSE - BEAUREGARD - KLAN NARRATOR
A Stereotype illustration of Jews controlling Negroes.
BEAUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR (CONT'D)
...and the Negro's insidious tactics
under the tutelage of High Ranking
Blood Sucking Jews! Using an Army of
outside...
Beauregard continues.
CUT TO:
BEAUREGARD-KLAN NARRATOR(CONT'D)
...Northern Black Beast Agitators...
Footage of The March on Washington.
CUT TO:
CLOSE - BOUREGARD - KLAN NARRATOR.
BOUREGARD- KLAN NARRATOR (CONT'D)
...determined to overthrow The God
Commanded and Biblically inspired
Rule of The White Race.
CUT TO:
An image of an All-American White Nuclear Family.
CUT TO:
Bouregard gives his Final Words.
BOUREGARD-KLAN NARRATOR (CONT'D)
It's an International... Jewish...
Conspiracy.
WE HEAR and end with the Corny Stinger of Music that goes
with these Education and Propaganda Films!
CUT TO:
EXT. COLORADO SPRINGS AREA - DAY
DRONE SHOT
Superimposed: Early 70s
An amazing contrast. The beautiful landscape of Colorado
Springs, the City sits nestled within the rugged Mountain
terrain. The majestic Pikes Peak, the jagged beauty of The
Garden of the Gods, The plush Broadmoor Resort, The Will
Rodgers Shrine of The Sun.
EXT. COLORADO SPRINGS STREET - DAY
RON STALLWORTH, Black, 21, Handsome, Intelligent, sporting a
good sized Afro, rebellious but straight laced by most 1970's
standards.
Ron stares at an Ad attached to a bulletin board.
CLOSE - THE AD READS:
JOIN THE COLORADO SPRINGS POLICE FORCE, MINORITIES ENCOURAGED
TO APPLY! Ron rips the Ad from the board.
EXT. COLORADO SPRINGS POLICE DEPT BUILDING. - DAY
INT. OFFICE OF CHIEF BRIDGES - COLORADO SPRINGS POLICE DEPT -
DAY
A drab, white-walled office. Ron sits across the table from
The Assistant City Personnel Manager, MR. TURRENTINE, Black,
40's, business like but progressive and CHIEF BRIDGES, White,
smart, 50's, in a Police Uniform, a Man ready for change.
MR. TURRENTINE
Why weren't you drafted into the
Vietnam War?
RON STALLWORTH
I went to College.
MR. TURRENTINE
How do you feel about Vietnam?
RON STALLWORTH
I have mixed feelings.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Would you call yourself a Womanizer?
RON STALLWORTH
No Sir, I would not.
MR. TURRENTINE
Do you frequent Night Clubs?
RON STALLWORTH
No Sir.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Do you drink?
RON STALLWORTH
On Special occasions, Sir.
MR. TURRENTINE
Have you ever done any Drugs?
RON STALLWORTH
Only those prescribed by My Doctor,
Sir.
Turrentine looks at Chief Bridges.
MR. TURRENTINE
That's kind of rare these days for a
young Hip Soul Brother like you.
RON STALLWORTH
I know but my Father was in The
Military and I was raised up the
Right way, Sir.
CHIEF BRIDGES
How are you with people, generally?
RON STALLWORTH
Sir, they treat me right, I treat
them right, like I already said I was
raised...
CHIEF BRIDGES
...Have you ever had any negative...
Mr. Turrentine jumps in, impatient.
MR. TURRENTINE
...What would you do if another Cop
called you a Nigger?
RON STALLWORTH
Would that happen...
MR. TURRENTINE
...Sheeeeeeettt!!!
Bridges looks at him. Turrentine waits, Ron doesn't know how
to respond, finally. Turrentine leans forward.
MR. TURRENTINE (CONT'D)
There's never been a Black Cop in
this City. If we make you an Officer,
you would, in effect, be the Jackie
Robinson of the Colorado Springs
Police force.
Mr. Turrentine lets this sink in.
MR. TURRENTINE (CONT'D)
And if you know anything about Jackie
Robinson you know he had to take a
lot of... guff... from his fellow
Teammates, from Fans, other Teams,
and The Press.
RON STALLWORTH
I know Jackie's Story, Sir.
MR. TURRENTINE
Good. So, knowing that, when someone
calls you Nigger will you be able to
turn the other Cheek?
Ron evaluates the hard reality of the question. Decides.
RON STALLWORTH
If I need to, yes, Sir.
MR. TURRENTINE
Son, The Mayor and I think you might
be The Man to open things up here.
Ron looks at Chief Bridges.
CHIEF BRIDGES
I'll have your back but I can only do
so much. The Weight of this is on
You...and You alone.
Ron weighs The Journey ahead.
OMITTED
OMITTED
INT. RECORDS ROOM - CSPD - DAY
Ron sorts a file cabinet of records as OFFICER CLAY MULANEY,
60's, White, sits on a stool, reading a Magazine clearly
looking at a Photo of something good.
Ron looks at the Photo of the Actress Cybill Shepherd.
RON STALLWORTH
Cybill Shepherd. She was great in The
Last Picture Show.
OFFICER MULANEY
Never saw it but what you think?
RON STALLWORTH
She's a very good Actress.
OFFICER MULANEY
Y'know you want some of that.
Ron ignores it.
OFFICER MULANEY (CONT'D)
Truth be told when I see one of your
kind with a White Woman it turns my
Stomach.
RON STALLWORTH
Yeah. Why's that?
OFFICER MULANEY
He could only want one thing.
RON STALLWORTH
What would that be?
OFFICER MULANEY
You like acting dumb, Y'know.
RON STALLWORTH
No, I just like my questions to be
answered.
A VOICE of UNIFORMED COP WHEATON calls from the other side of
the Counter.
WHEATON (O.S.)
Hey! Anybody in there? Looking for a
Toad here.
Ron walks to the Counter to see The White and sleep-deprived
Cop impatiently leaning on his elbows.
WHEATON (CONT'D)
Get me the record for this Toad named
Tippy Birdsong.
Ron pulls up the File for Tippy Birdsong. The Photo shows a
Black Man in his twenties.
WHEATON (CONT'D)
While you're at it, why don't you
grab another Toad... Steven Wilson.
Ron pulls the File... another young Black Male, ANOTHER
SEXUAL PREDATOR!
INT. CSPD HALLWAY - DAY
Chief Bridges strides down the hall with SGT. TRAPP a soft-
spoken White Man in his 40's, they are discussing a File. Ron
suddenly appears walking with them.
RON STALLWORTH
While I've got you both here. Sirs,
I'd like to be an Undercover
Detective.
Chief Bridges and Sgt. Trapp both stop.
CHIEF BRIDGES
What Narcotics?
RON STALLWORTH
Whatever Department works, Sir.
SGT. TRAPP
You just joined The Force, Rookie.
RON STALLWORTH
I know, Sir but I think I could do
some good there.
SGT. TRAPP
Is that right?
RON STALLWORTH
Well, I'm young. I think there's a
niche for me. Get In where I can Fit
In.
SGT. TRAPP
What do you think, Chief?
Sgt. Trapp sees the logic, looks to Chief Bridges, who stops,
considering.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Think a lot of yourself, don't cha?
RON STALLWORTH
Just trying to be of help, Chief.
Plus, I hate working in The Records
room.
Sgt. Trapp reacts knowing Ron shouldn't have said that about
the Records Room. CHIEF BRIDGES looks at Ron, matter of fact.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Well, I think Records is a good place
for you to start, Rookie.
RON STALLWORTH
Chief, want me clean shaven?
CHIEF BRIDGES
Keep it. I like the look.
Chief Bridges walks off without another word. SGT. TRAPP
gives a knowing look to Ron, who watches them walk away.
INT. RECORDS ROOM - CSPD - DAY
Ron behind the Counter. MASTER PATROLMAN ANDY LANDERS, White,
Mid-30's, a regular guy but there is something dangerous
there, steps up.
LANDERS
Need a File on a Toad.
Ron doesn't respond.
LANDERS (CONT'D)
You Deaf? I said I need info on a
Toad.
RON STALLWORTH
No Toads here.
LANDERS
Excuse me?
RON STALLWORTH
I said, I don't have any Toads. I do
have Human Beings and if you give me
their names I can pull the Files.
Landers scowls. Ron stares back at him, Eye to Eye.
LANDERS
Heard you think you Hot Shit but you
ain't nuthin' but a Cold Fart. Name's
Maurice, Maurice Smalls...That
respectful enough for you, Officer
Toad.
Ron pulls The File, throws it down on the Counter as Landers
snatches The File and storms off.
INT. RON'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MORNING
As Ron sleeps, a phone rings. Ron snaps awake and grabs at
the phone on the night table.
RON STALLWORTH
Hello.
CHIEF BRIDGES (O.S.)
It's Bridges. You sleeping?
RON STALLWORTH
Yes, Chief, I was. Just worked a
Night Shift.
CHIEF BRIDGES (O.S.)
I changed my mind, you're gonna come
in a little earlier today. We've got
an assignment for you. 12 Noon.
Sharp. Narcotics Division. Wear
Street clothes.
RON STALLWORTH
Yes Sir, see you then. Thank You.
Thank You.
Ron sits up in Bed, excited, thinking about the challenge
ahead.
INT. CSPD - NARCOTICS DIVISION - DAY
Ron, dressed in Bell-Bottoms and a Hip Italian Knit Shirt,
Marshmallow Shoes steps inside the Narcotics office, which is
literally The Basement of The Station. He looks around at The
Area Buzzing with Activity and sees
ANGLE - UNDERCOVER COPS
at their desks. Looking less like Cops and more like unkempt
Hippies or Rock N' Rollers.
CLOSE - RON
just stands there looking at all the activity.
CLOSE - CHIEF BRIDGES
waves Ron back to the rear of The Room for privacy.
CLOSE - FLIP ZIMMERMAN
FLIP
Rookie, you're late.
RON STALLWORTH
Sorry, it won't happen again.
Flip, late 30's, long hair, looks like anything but a Cop, he
however is somewhat of a closed-off guy, all business, Ron
sits across from him. Chief Bridges steps before them.
CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT'D)
We've got limited time so I'll be
quick. That Black Radical Stokely
Carmichael is giving a Speech Tonight
at Bell's Nightingale.
Ron is surprised at this.
RON STALLWORTH
The Nightclub?
CHIEF BRIDGES
No, Emmanuel Missionary Baptist
Church!!!
Flip just listens.
CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT'D)
Carmichael is a former High Muckity-
Muck with The Black Panthers and as
far as I'm concerned, FBI Director J.
Edgar Hoover was dead right when he
said The Black Panthers are The
Greatest Internal Threat to The
Security of these United States. This
Carmichael Joker, former Panther or
not, they say he's a Damn Good
Speaker and we don't want this
Carmichael getting into The Minds of
the Black People here in Colorado
Springs and stirring them up.
Ron's face cringes at Chief Bridges's words. He steps to Ron.
CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT'D)
Ron, your assignment is to go to this
Speech tonight and infiltrate these
Bunch of Subversives and monitor The
Audience reaction to Carmichael. You
ready?
Flip and Chief Bridges stare at Ron.
RON STALLWORTH
Born Ready.
INT. NARCOTICS DIVISION - CSPD - NIGHT
Ron stands, his shirt off, as Flip wires a Wireless
Transmitter and Microphone to his body. Another Narcotics
Cop, JIMMY CREEK, 30's, observes the installation.
RON STALLWORTH
Any chance this thing Fucks Up?
FLIP
Fuck yeah.
RON STALLWORTH
Then what?
JIMMY
Just stick to The Game Plan.
RON STALLWORTH
Which is?
FLIP
Improvise. Like Jazz. This isn't some
Big Bust. We just want some Intel,
that's it.
JIMMY
What happens if someone offers you a
Marijuana Cigarette?
RON STALLWORTH
You mean a Joint?
JIMMY
Yeah.
RON STALLWORTH
"Soul Brother, I'm already High on
Life. Can you Dig It?"
FLIP
And if someone pulls a Gun on you?
Ron is caught off guard.
RON STALLWORTH
You expecting that?
Flip pulls his Gun.
FLIP
Barrel of a 45's in your face, Finger
on the Trigger, now what?
RON STALLWORTH
Blood, get that Gun out my face.
Peace Love and Soul.
FLIP
Gun is still in your face.
Ron gives Jimmy a wary look speaking to Flip.
RON STALLWORTH
I de-escalate. Talk calmly, firmly.
Find a way out of there, A-Sap.
Jimmy nods, satisfied. Flip is finished with The Wiring. Ron
takes a deep breath.
FLIP
Relax, we'll be outside, listening
in.
RON STALLWORTH
Can I order a Drink at The Bar?
Flip steps away, no comment.
JIMMY
That's fine, just don't get Shit
Faced.
FLIP
Got it?
RON STALLWORTH
I got it. I'm gone.
Jimmy laughs, Slaps Ron on the back.
EXT. CITY STREET - OUTSKIRTS OF DOWNTOWN - NIGHT
Ron pulls an unmarked Sedan to the curb. He gets out and
looks around.
A Crowded sidewalk overflows into The Street, filling a line
that Bottlenecks into The Club with the Sign:
CLOSE SIGN - BELL'S NIGHTINGALE
ANGLE - TONIGHT: KWAME TURE SPEAKS
Ron walks to the back of the line. He becomes an Every
Brother slowly moving forward as People enter. As he moves
forward he notices a striking Woman at the Front Door.
ANGLE - PATRICE DUMAS
Mid 20's, an Angela Davis Afro, she wears a Hip array of
Militant wear, Black Leather Jacket, Love Beads but on her it
looks fantastic. Ron is taken by her Beauty, he watches as
she monitors the door, clearly in charge.
RON STALLWORTH
How are you doing, my Soul Sista?
Patrice gives Ron a good look summing him up.
PATRICE
I'm doing fine, my Brother. This is
going to be an Amazing Night.
RON STALLWORTH
Indeed it is.
PATRICE
Have you heard Brother Kwame speak
before?
RON STALLWORTH
Who?
PATRICE
Kwame Ture.
RON STALLWORTH
Actually, I haven't, I didn't know he
changed his name.
PATRICE
Yes, after he moved to Africa. He
took the names of Kwame Nkrumah of
Ghana and his Mentor Sekou Toure of
Guinea to honor The Great Leaders.
RON STALLWORTH
That's Heavy. Do you know how he got
to Colorado Springs?
PATRICE
The Colorado College Black Student
Union invited Brother Ture.
RON STALLWORTH
I can dig it. I can dig it. You with
The Black Student Union?
PATRICE
I'm The President.
RON STALLWORTH
Right On. Right On.
INT. BELL'S NIGHTINGALE - NIGHT
The Club is PACKED, a Sea of Black Faces punctuated by an
occasional White Face. Ron moves through The Crowd. He avoids
direct Eye Contact, trying like Hell to act casual.
Ron steps to The Bar and signals The BARTENDER JABBO, 60's,
Black.
RON STALLWORTH
Rum and Coke with Lime.
As Jabbo makes his Drink, something catches Ron's Eye.
Patrice exits through a door with several Black Bodyguards.
Ron observes as a Tall figure comes out from Backstage with
Patrice, ODETTA and HAKEEM. The Tall figure hangs back
covered by The Bodyguards.
Ron on his feet, Black Fist in the air with The Crowd.
Patrice on Stage with Kwame Ture with her Fist raised too.
The Shouting and Chanting finally cease, as Patrice speaks.
PATRICE
The Black Student Union of Colorado
College is honored to bring The
Vanguard of Revolutionaries fighting
for The Rights of Black People all
over The World. Let's show some Black
Love to The One and Only, The Former
Prime Minister of The Black Panther
Party, The Brother Man with The Plan
who's stickin'it to the Man, put your
Hands together my People... for Our
Kwame Ture.
PANDEMONIUM! As Kwame Ture walks onto a small raised stage
with Patrice. The entire place rises to their Feet, Fists
Raised, Clapping, Shouting "Ungawa Black Power!" Ron watches
as Patrice and Kwame hug. Patrice sits on Stage with Odetta
and Hakeem.
Kwame soaks in the Crowd's reaction, until...
KWAME TURE
Thank you all for coming out tonight,
My Beloved Sista's and Brotha's. I
Thank you...
CLOSE - KWAME TURE
towering at Six Feet-Four with an infectious smile and
Flawless Dark Skin, he's oozing Charisma out of every pore.
He stands behind a small podium.
KWAME TURE (CONT'D)
...I'm here to tell you this evening
it is time for you to stop running
away from being Black. You are
College Students, you should think.
KWAME TURE (CONT'D)
It is time for you to understand that
you as The growing Intellectuals of
this Country, you must define Beauty
for Black People, Now that's Black
Power.
BLACK MASS
BLACK POWER!!! BLACK POWER!!!
The Black Students in The Audience are laser focused on him.
KWAME TURE
Is Beauty defined by someone with a
Narrow Nose? Thin Lips? White Skin?
You ain't got none of that. If your
Lips are Thick, Bite them in. Hold
your Nose! Don't drink Coffee because
it makes you Black!
The Audience laughs! Loving it.
KWAME TURE (CONT'D)
Your Nose is Boss, your Lips are
Thick, your skin is Black, you are
Black and you are Beautiful!
Everyone cheers including Ron!
KWAME TURE (CONT'D)
We want to be like The White people
that oppress us in this Country and
since they hate us, we hate
ourselves. You dig Tarzan? I remember
that when I was a Boy I used to go
see Tarzan Movies on Saturdays. I
loved me some Jane too. Jane was A
Fine White Woman. White Tarzan used
to Beat up The Black Natives. I would
sit there yelling "Kill The Beasts,
Kill The Savages, Kill 'Em!" Actually
I was saying: "Kill Me." It was as if
a Jewish Boy watched Nazis taking
Jews off to Concentration Camps and
cheered them on. Today, I want The
Chief to beat The Hell out of Tarzan
and send him back to The Caves of
Europe. But it takes time to become
Free of The Lies and their shaming
effect on Black Minds. It takes time
to reject the most Important Lie:
that Black People inherently can't do
the same things White People can do
unless White People help them.
The Audience laughing, overwhelmed, shouting back support! A
ROAR from The Crowd. Ron finds himself clapping along.
RON STALLWORTH
Right on!!! Right On!!!
Ron looks around at everyone caught up in Kwame's spell.
KWAME TURE (CONT'D)
If a White Man wants to Lynch Me,
that's his Problem. If he's got The
Power to Lynch Me, that's My Problem.
Racism is not a question of Attitude;
it's a question of Power.
Ron is struck by the remark.
KWAME TURE (CONT'D)
The vast majority of Negroes in this
Country live in Captive Communities
and must endure their conditions of
Oppression because and only because
they are Black and Powerless. Now We
are being shot down like Dogs in the
streets by White Racist Police. We
can no longer accept this Oppression
without retribution. The War in
Vietnam is Illegal and Immoral. I'd
rather see a Brother Kill a Cop than
Kill a Vietnamese. At least he's got
a reason for Killing The Cop. When
you Kill a Vietnamese you're a Hero
and you don't even know why you
Killed him. At least if you Kill a
Cop you're doing it for a reason.
Another Applause Break.
CLOSE - RON
Ron listens, challenged, torn.
INT. BELL'S NIGHTINGALE - NIGHT
Kwame holds The Crowd in The Palm of his Hand. Members of the
Audience who were sitting already are rising to their Feet...
CLOSE - RON
sits, claps vigorously, as if forgetting he is Undercover...
CLOSE - KWAME
KWAME TURE (CONT'D)
In closing I know it's getting late,
may I leave you Sista's and Brothers
with these Last Words. "If I am not
for myself, who will be? If I am for
myself alone, who am I? If not now,
when? And if not you, who?" We need
an Undying Love for Black People
wherever We may be. Good Night and
POWER TO THE PEOPLE, POWER TO THE
PEOPLE.
The BLACK MASS STANDS AS ONE WITH KWAME TURE.
KWAME TURE AND BLACK MASS
ALL POWER TO ALL THE PEOPLE
ALL POWER TO ALL THE PEOPLE
ALL POWER TO ALL THE PEOPLE
Caught up in the moment, Ron gathers himself, as if
remembering why he is here. Kwame takes Patrice's Hand and
raises it in Celebration and Unity!
INT. BELL'S NIGHTINGALE - NIGHT
Ron moves down the Greeting Line for Kwame. He watches as
Patrice stands near him. Kwame pulls her in close, whispers
something in her ear. She smiles, a bit smitten.
Ron watches as he finally reaches Kwame, shaking his hand.
RON STALLWORTH
Brother Ture, do you really think a
War between The Black and White Race
is inevitable?
Kwame pulls Ron in close toward his face. Too close.
INT. SURVEILLANCE CAR - BELL'S NIGHTINGALE - NIGHT
Flip and Jimmy wearing Headphones listening react to ear-
splitting Audio feedback.
INT. BELL'S NIGHTINGALE - NIGHT
Ron stands mid-grip with Kwame. Nerves pinballing. Kwame
lowers his voice, looking around conspiratorially.
KWAME TURE
Brother, arm yourself. Get ready.
The Revolution is coming. We must
pick up a Gun and prepare
ourselves...Trust me, it is coming.
Kwame pulls back. Returns to his normal speaking voice.
KWAME TURE (CONT'D)
Thank you for your support, Brother.
EXT. BELL'S NIGHTINGALE - FRONT ENTRANCE - NIGHT
Ron is waiting outside as Patrice steps out, followed by
Odetta and Hakeem. Ron nears her.
RON STALLWORTH
I don't know what you have planned
now but maybe I could buy you a
Drink?
PATRICE
I'm waiting for Brother Kwame, I have
to make sure he gets back safely to
the Hotel and he's squared away.
RON STALLWORTH
I can dig it.
Ron starts to walk away.
PATRICE
Maybe, if it's not too late, I'll
meet you at The Red Lantern. You know
where that is?
RON STALLWORTH
I do.
PATRICE
So I'll see you then.
RON STALLWORTH
Cool. All Power to All The People.
INT. RED LANTERN INN - NIGHT
Black folks are dancing, getting down. At the bar, Ron looks
at his watch having been there a while. He finishes his Rum
and Coke with Lime watching the door open but it is not
Patrice. He decides to call it a Night, stepping off his
stool, paying his Tab to BRO POPE, The Bartender when...
PATRICE
Sorry I'm late...
Patrice is right there near him. She flops down on the Bar
stool, exhausted, and lights up a Kool Cigarette.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
...You won't believe what happened.
Patrice says to Bro Pope, The BARTENDER.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
Bro Pope, Seven and Seven, please...
The Pigs pulled us over.
RON STALLWORTH
Say what?
PATRICE
Yeah, they knew Brother Kwame was in
Town. Made us get out the Car. Pigs
pulled us over for no reason. Total
harassment.
RON STALLWORTH
True?
PATRICE
Truth. Do Four Dogs have Four
Assholes?
CUT TO:
EXT. COLORADO SPRINGS STREET - NIGHT
Patrice's Car is pulled over and a Uniformed Cop gets out his
Squad Car revealing Master Patrolman Landers. He instructs
them all with his hand on his Revolver.
PATRICE (V.O.)(CONT'D)
We're tired of Police Brutality.
We're tired of Police Murdering Black
Folks.
LANDERS
All right everybody out the vehicle.
Now!!!
Kwame, Patrice, Hakeem, and Odetta climb out of the vehicle.
Landers pushes Kwame against the Car.
LANDERS (CONT'D)
I don't wanna see nuthin' but Black
Asses and Black Elbows. Spread 'em!!!
Kwame, Patrice, Hakeem and Odetta are all Spread Eagle
against the Car. Master Patrolman Landers pats them down.
Another Police Cruiser pulls up. TWO MORE COPS, SHARPE and
CINCER, both White 50's, get out and observe.
CLOSE - LANDERS
He takes Extra Time patting down Patrice getting some
"Groping" in for Good Measure.
LANDERS (CONT'D)
Search The Car. I know these Niggers
are holding something.
Cincer and Sharpe enter Patrice's Car, searching it. Landers
turns Kwame around, facing him.
LANDERS (CONT'D)
You that so called Big Shot Panther
Nigger aren't you? Heard you was in
Town, Stokely.
KWAME TURE
My Name is Kwame Ture.
Landers stares him down for a moment. You think he's gonna
slug him but he thinks better. The other Cops go through the
Car searching, throwing things around.
LANDERS
I know you Black Bastards are
holding. What you got in there some
Weed, Pills, Heroin?
Patrice, Kwame, Odetta, and Hakeem and the others just stare
back, silent.
OFFICER CINCER
It's clean.
Nothing more to say. Landers gets in Patrice's Face.
LANDERS
You get this Black Panther outta'
Colorado Springs before Sunrise. Hear
ME??? Or you all go to Jail.
CLOSE - KWAME
KWAME TURE
Black people were Born in Jail.
CUT BACK TO:
INT. RED LANTERN INN - NIGHT
Patrice at the Bar with Ron, he is stunned.
RON STALLWORTH
Did you see the Officer's names?
PATRICE
I know I should have but the whole
thing was so frightening... I didn't.
Bro Pope, The Bartender sets the Drink down. Patrice takes a
gulp, her hand shaking. Ron observes.
RON STALLWORTH
I'm sorry.
Patrice nods, pulls herself together. Ron looks at her,
softly touches her on her back, trying to comfort, thinking
to himself, torn in many directions.
INT. CSPD - CHIEF BRIDGES' OFFICE - DAY
CHIEF BRIDGES
What was the Room like?
RON STALLWORTH
Folks were hanging on every word.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Sounds like he had them pretty riled
up?
RON STALLWORTH
But I'm not sure that means Black
Folks were ready to start a
Revolution.
CHIEF BRIDGES
What makes you think that?
RON STALLWORTH
Nobody was talking about that. That
wasn't the Mood. Everybody was Cool.
CHIEF BRIDGES
So let me get this straight. He told
a Crowd of "Black Folks" to get ready
for a Race War. That they were going
to have to arm themselves and kill
Cops. What about that?
RON STALLWORTH
Yeah, he said that but I think that
was just talk. You know, Rhetoric.
FLIP
That's what I thought too.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Thank God, Carmichael has left
Colorado Springs.
RON STALLWORTH
Kwame Ture.
CHIEF BRIDGES
What?
RON STALLWORTH
He changed his name from Stokely
Carmichael to Kwame Ture.
Chief Bridges humored by as if he is suppose to care.
CHIEF BRIDGES
I don't care if he changed his name
to Muhammad Ali, he's still
dangerous.
Chief Bridges starts to leave the room. Ron decides to say
it.
RON STALLWORTH
Did you hear the Story Patrice told
me about how the CSPD pulled over her
and Ture?
Chief Bridges stops, drinks in the question. Everything goes
silent. He then gives Ron a deliberate look.
CHIEF BRIDGES
No. We didn't hear that.
From Chief Bridges's look, Ron knows he did. Jimmy, Flip
stare at Ron. A Big White Elephant in the room.
CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT'D)
Patrice. Isn't she the one from The
Black Student Union? They brought Too-
Ray in.
RON STALLWORTH
Kwame Ture, Correct.
CHIEF BRIDGES
You getting pretty Chummy with her?
If Ron pushes it more he knows it will go bad. He drops it.
RON STALLWORTH
Just doing my job, Chief. Undercover.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Yeah and it better not be Under the
Cover Of The Sheets.
Flip and Jimmy chuckle.
RON STALLWORTH
I would never jeopardize a Case...
CHIEF BRIDGES
... you don't know what you would do,
you just got here.
Ron takes this in. Dejected.
FLIP
Good work.
JIMMY
Rookie.
Ron nods, appreciative.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Ron, let's take a walk.
OMITTED
INT. HALLWAY - CSPD - DAY
Chief Bridges and Ron walk down the hall.
CHIEF BRIDGES
I'm transferring you into
Intelligence.
RON STALLWORTH
What will I be doing, Chief?
Chief Bridges stops and looks at him.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Intelligence.
Chief Bridges walks off. Ron stands there,Jacked!!!
OMITTED
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - DAY
Ron at his desk in The Intelligence Office in Street Clothing
among his COLLEAGUES. He sips Lipton Tea with Honey and
looking through various Publications. He then picks up The
Colorado Springs Gazette Newspaper.
CLOSE - Classifieds section of the Newspaper. In the bottom
right corner, in small print:
CLOSER - Ku Klux Klan - For Information, Contact 745-1209
Ron thinks a moment. Then grabs the phone. Dials.
After a few Rings, a Pre-Recorded Message Pops On:
PRE-RECORDED MESSAGE
You have reached The Colorado State
Chapter of The Ku Klux Klan. Please
leave a message... God Bless White
America.
There's a BEEP...
CLOSE - RON
RON STALLWORTH
Hello, this is Ron Stallworth
calling. Saw your Advertisement in
The Colorado Springs Gazette. I'm
interested in receiving some Reading
Materials. My Phone Number is 403-
9994. Looking forward to you
returning my call. God Bless White
America.
ANGLE - ROOM
Ron hangs up.
Flip at another Desk spins around looking at Ron like he has
3 Heads.
FLIP
Did I just hear you use your Real
Name?
RON STALLWORTH
Motherfucker!!!
JIMMY
Yeah, Motherfuckin' Amateur Hour.
What were you thinkin'?
RING!!! RING!!! Ron's Phone. Flip and Ron stare at it. Flip
gestures to answer it.
RON STALLWORTH
I wasn't.
FLIP
You dialed. Pick it up.
RING! RING! Ron looks at the ringing phone.
FLIP (CONT'D)
PICK IT UP!!!
RON STALLWORTH
This is Ron Stallworth.
Through the Receiver, a Gravelly, Secretive Voice.
WALTER BREACHWAY (O.S.)
This is Walter. Returning your
call... From The Organization.
RON STALLWORTH
The Organization?
WALTER BREACHWAY(O.S.)
Yes. Well we appreciate your
interest. So what is your Story, Ron?
Ron looks around. Shrugs. Might as well do it...
RON STALLWORTH
Since you asked- I Hate Niggers,
Jews, Mexicans, Spics, Chinks but
especially those Niggers and anyone
else that does not have pure White
Aryan Blood running through their
Veins.
All Heads in the Unit turn toward Ron.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
In fact, my Sister, Pamela, was
recently accosted by a Nigger...
Ron is snarling now, every ounce of his Voice projecting
White Supremacist Hate. He is utterly convincing.
WALTER BREACHWAY (O.S.)
...Is that so?
RON STALLWORTH
...Every time I think about that
Black Baboon putting his Filthy Black
Hands on her White as Pure Driven
Snow Body I wanna Puke!!!
Silence on the other end of The Line.
WALTER BREACHWAY(O.S.)
You're just the kind of Guy we're
looking for. Ron, when can we meet?
Flip, Jimmy and all the other White Undercover Cops are
Rolling their Eyes. Stepping away, shaking their heads. Some
wanting to laugh but DON'T.
RON STALLWORTH
How about Friday night? After I get
off work?
The other Cops are losing their minds, Quietly.
WALTER BREACHWAY(O.S.)
Deal! I'll get back to you with
details. Take care, Buddy Boy.
RON STALLWORTH
Looking forward to meeting you.
Ron looks around. Everyone in the Unit is standing around his
desk. All White Faces. Looking on, astonished.
FLIP
Good Luck Ron with your New Redneck
Friend.
The Undercover Gang Cracks Up!
INT. SERGEANT TRAPP'S OFFICE - CSPD - DAY
Ron is facing Sergeant Trapp, who sits at his desk, Jaw hung
slightly open.
SGT. TRAPP
They want you to join The Klan?
RON STALLWORTH
Well... they want to meet me First.
SGT. TRAPP
They want to meet you?
RON STALLWORTH
I'll need another Undercover to go in
my place.
SGT. TRAPP
Yeah... you probably shouldn't go to
that meeting.
RON STALLWORTH
You think?
Everyone has a Chuckle.
SGT. TRAPP
We'd have to go to Narcotics. Meaning
we'd have to deal with Bridges.
RON STALLWORTH
Damn.
OMITTED
OMITTED
INT. OFFICE OF THE CHIEF OF POLICE - DAY
A spacious office, its walls brimming with Books. Chief
Bridges sits behind a wooden desk, his gaze thoughtful.
CHIEF BRIDGES
I can't spare any Men.
SGT. TRAPP
I've looked over the Logs and it
seems you can spare them.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Sgt. Trapp, Ron spoke to the Man on
the phone. When they hear the Voice
of one of my Guys, they'll know the
difference.
RON STALLWORTH
Why so, Chief?
CHIEF BRIDGES
Want me to spell it out? He'll know
the difference between how a White
Man talks and a Negro.
RON STALLWORTH
What does a Black Man talk like?
Silence.
SGT. TRAPP
Ron, I think what The Chief is trying
to say is...
RON STALLWORTH
...If you don't mind, I'd like to
talk for myself, Thank You. How
exactly does a Black Man talk?
CHIEF BRIDGES
You know... YOU KNOW!!!
RON STALLWORTH
Chief, some of us can speak King's
English and Jive. I happen to be
fluent in both.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Ron, how do you propose to make this
Investigation?
RON STALLWORTH
I have established contact and
created some familiarity with The
Klansmen over the phone. I will
continue that role but another
Officer, a White Officer, will play
Me when they meet Face to Face.
CHIEF BRIDGES
...My Point Exactly!!!...
Ron continues talking to Chief Bridges.
RON STALLWORTH
Black Ron Stallworth on The phone and
White Ron Stallworth Face to Face, so
there becomes a combined Ron
Stallworth.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Can you do that?
RON STALLWORTH
I believe we can... With The Right
White Man.
INT. HALLWAY - CSPD - DAY
Ron steps outside and Chief BRIDGES follows him.
CHIEF BRIDGES
If anything happens to my Man there
won't be Two Ron Stallworths.
There'll be none.
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - MORNING
Ron walks in on Flip and Jimmy looking at him.
FLIP
You're late.
RON STALLWORTH
I'm sorry. It won't happen again.
JIMMY
I heard that somewhere before.
FLIP
Hey, Jimmy when's the last time they
let a Rookie head up an
Investigation. Oh that's right,
NEVER.
Ron ignores the slight.
RON STALLWORTH
Can we move on to the Bio, please.
FLIP
... Ron Stallworth. I do Wholesale
Manufacturing.
RON STALLWORTH
Whereabout?
Flip sighs.
FLIP
Pueblo.
JIMMY
What's that commute like?
FLIP
Jimmy, I'm glad you asked, straight-
shot down I-25. Hour tops.
JIMMY
Long ride.
FLIP
What do we listen to?
RON STALLWORTH
KWYD. Christian Talk in The Morning,
although the Signal starts to cut out
near Pueblo. On the way back I go for
102.7 to get my Allman Brothers Fix.
Only I have to change every time that
British Fag David Bowie pipes on.
JIMMY
I love Bowie.
RON STALLWORTH
Remember you've got to retain the
details of what you share with them
so I can be White Ron Stallworth.
FLIP
Jimmy, I always wanted to grow up to
be Black, all my Heroes were Black
Guys. Willie Mays...
JIMMY
Basket catch.
FLIP
Wilt The Stilt...
JIMMY
A record hundred points in the game.
FLIP
But my favorite is O.J.
JIMMY
Love Fuckin' O.J. Orenthal James
Simpson.
RON STALLWORTH
Well, don't share your Love of The
Brothers with these Guys. For you,
it's The Osmonds.
FLIP
I get to play you but you don't get
to play me. Jimmy, does that sound
fair?
JIMMY
Not to me.
RON STALLWORTH
Fair? I get to play you and Jimmy and
all the other guys in the Station...
Everyday.
Flip doesn't understand, he looks at Jimmy. Both befuddled.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Who are you meeting?
FLIP
Walter Breachway.
RON STALLWORTH
Become Walter's Friend, get invited
back.
FLIP
Look at you. Is that it, Sir?
RON STALLWORTH
I'm on the phone with The Klan, You
see them in person...
FLIP
...And...
RON STALLWORTH
...And you need to sound like my
voice.
JIMMY
Oh Boy.
RON STALLWORTH
Just repeat after me.
Ron hands out a piece of paper to Flip and Jimmy.
FLIP
The Godfather.
CLOSE - RON STALLWORTH
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Look a'here, some people say we got a
lot of malice. Some say it's a lotta
nerve.
CLOSE - FLIP
FLIP
Look a'here, some people say we got a
lot of malice. Some say it's a lotta
nerve.
CLOSE - RON STALLWORTH
RON STALLWORTH
I saw we won't quit moving 'Til we
get what we deserve.
CLOSE - FLIP
FLIP
I saw we won't quit moving 'Til we
get what we deserve.
CLOSE - RON STALLWORTH
RON STALLWORTH
We've been buked and we've been
scorned. We've been treated bad,
talked about.
CLOSE - FLIP
FLIP
We've been buked and we've been
scorned. We've been treated bad,
talked about.
TWO-SHOT - RON STALLWORTH AND FLIP
RON STALLWORTH
As Just as sure as you're born But
just as sure as it take.
FLIP
As Just as sure as you're born But
just as sure as it take.
RON STALLWORTH
Two eyes to make a pair, huh.
FLIP
Two eyes to make a pair, huh.
RON STALLWORTH
Brother, we can't quit until we get
our share.
FLIP
Brother, we can't quit until we get
our share.
RON STALLWORTH
Say it loud. I'm Black and I'm proud.
FLIP
Say it loud. I'm Black and I'm proud.
RON STALLWORTH
Jimmy, join us.
THREE-SHOT - RON STALLWORTH, FLIP AND JIMMY
RON STALLWORTH, FLIP AND JIMMY
Say it loud. I'm Black and I'm proud.
Say it loud. I'm Black and I'm proud.
All 3 Fall OUT - DIE LAUGHING.
JIMMY
Don't forget to lose that Star of
David around your neck.
Ron shoots Flip a look.
RON STALLWORTH
You're Jewish?
EXT. KWIK INN DINER - PARKING LOT - NIGHT
Ron and Jimmy sit in an Unmarked Car. Several yards away,
Flip stands in The Lot, leaning up against a Pick Up Truck.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
Ron watches through Binoculars as a Beat-Up, Ivory-colored
Pickup Truck pulls in.
BINOCULARS POV: from the Truck's license plate to a
Confederate Flag Bumper Sticker that reads WHITE POWER.
RON STALLWORTH
It's Walter.
Ron writes down The Truck's Plate
Number: CLOSE - KE-4108.
EXT. KWIK INN DINER - PARKING LOT - NIGHT
A White Male, FELIX, 30's, steps out of The Pickup Truck. He
wears Corduroy Pants, Uncombed Hair to his Neck and a Fu
Manchu. He pulls on a cigarette.
FELIX
Ron Stallworth?
FLIP
That's me. And you must be Walter.
FELIX
Name's Felix.
FLIP
I was told I'd be meeting with Walter
Breachway.
FELIX
Change of plans, Mack. I'm gonna need
you to hop in The Pickup.
Even with his slouched shoulders, Felix towers over Flip.
FLIP
Okay, well how about I just follow
you...
FELIX
...No Can Do. You come with me.
Security.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
Ron and Jimmy each wear Headphones, listening in. They look
at each other...
EXT. KWIK INN DINER - PARKING LOT - NIGHT
Flip glances in the direction of Ron's Car, then pulls open
the rusty passenger door of Felix's Pickup.
EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT
The Pickup flies past. Ron and Jimmy are behind and gaining.
INT. FELIX'S TRUCK - NIGHT
Felix adjusts his Rear-View Mirror. Eyes it suspiciously.
FELIX
You for The White Race, Ron?
FLIP
Hell Yeah!!! Been having some trouble
lately with these Local Niggers.
FELIX
Since The Civil War it's always
trouble with Niggers.
Walter said something about your
Sister?
FLIP
Makes me Sick.
EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT
The Pickup speeds up, increasing the distance between the Two
vehicles. Ron's car accelerates.
INT. FELIX'S TRUCK - NIGHT
Flip eyes Ron's Car in the Side-View mirror.
FLIP
But it's also the, like, camaraderie
I'm looking for...with The Klan.
FELIX
Da Fuck did you say?
FLIP
Camaraderie...?
FELIX
No. The other word.
FLIP
The Klan...?
FELIX
...Not "The Klan." It's The
Organization. The Invisible Empire
has managed to stay Invisible for a
reason. Do Not Ever Use That Word.
You understand?
FLIP
I overstand... Right. The
Organization.
An uncomfortable silence. Felix leers into the Rear-View
mirror.
FELIX
Check this Shit out... you're never
gonna believe it.
FLIP
What?
FELIX
There's a Jig on our Bumper.
Flip Freezes.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
JIMMY
He sees us. Back Off.
Ron eases on the Gas.
INT. FELIX'S TRUCK - NIGHT
One hand on The Steering Wheel, Felix opens The Glove
compartment in front of Flip's knees and grabs a Box of
Ammunition.
FELIX
Let's be ready, case we gotta go and
shoot us A Alabama Porch Monkey.
He tosses The Box onto Flip's lap.
FELIX (CONT'D)
Look under your seat. Pull it out.
FLIP
Pull out what?
Felix snaps his finger at Flip, who jumps.
FELIX
Under the seat!!!
Flip reaches to his Feet. Pulls out a SAWED-OFF SHOTGUN.
FELIX (CONT'D)
Load 'er up. One in The Chamber.
Flip is hesitant.
FELIX (CONT'D)
Load it!!!
Flip dutifully opens up The Box. Pulls out a Shell. Loads it
into The Chamber and pulls the action forward.
FLIP
Ready to go.
Felix eyes The Rear-View Mirror again. Ron's Car has drifted
much farther back. Felix puffs away at his Cigarette.
FELIX
That's right, Porch Monkey. Don't be
Messin' with us...
FLIP
...The Organization.
FELIX
Not so fast, Buddy Boy.
EXT. CORNER POCKET LOUNGE - PARKING LOT - NIGHT
Felix's Pickup turns into The parking lot of A Confederate
Bar.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
Eyeing The Truck, Ron and Jimmy breathe a sigh of relief.
RON STALLWORTH
Just a Bar.
Ron drives past the lot.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Think he got a good look at My Face?
JIMMY
Probably.
INT. CORNER POCKET LOUNGE - NIGHT
A Cramped and Unfriendly Dive. LOW-LIFES mill about. The Air
filled with Dense Smoke. Pool Balls CRACK-SMACK.
Felix leads Flip to The Bar Area, where WALTER BREACHWAY,
White Male, 30's, stands. Walter is affable by nature, Short
and Stocky, with a Crew Cut and small Mustache.
WALTER
Ron. Glad you could make it. Walter
Breachway, Chapter President.
They shake hands.
FLIP
I appreciate you inviting me out.
Felix lingers like a Bad Smell. Beside him a Drunk Man,
IVANHOE 20's, gives Flip The Stink Eye.
WALTER
I've been impressed with our phone
conversations. I feel you have some
fine ideas that could help The Cause.
FLIP
I meant every word I said.
Flip's a Natural.
WALTER
How 'bout some pool?
Ivanhoe hands Flip a Pool Stick and gathers the Balls.
WALTER (CONT'D)
I've had my own share of Run-Ins with
Niggers. Matter of fact, it's part of
what led me to The Organization.
FLIP
That right?
WALTER
It became my salvation. After I was
shot and wounded by some Niggers. My
Wife... Savagely Raped by a whole
Pack of 'EM, and not a one went to
Jail.
Flip nods, expertly feigning sympathy.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
Ron and Jimmy each wear Headphones, listening in.
JIMMY
Never happened.
Ron cracks a smile.
INT. CORNER POCKET LOUNGE - NIGHT
Walter and Flip continue to play pool.
WALTER
They're taking over. That's all you
see on the TV Anymore. Niggers.
Niggers selling Soap, Niggers selling
Automobiles, Niggers selling
Toothpaste, Niggers, Niggers,
Niggers.
IVANHOE
Wasn't long ago them Sumbitches
wasn't on no TV.
WALTER
You forgetting Uncle Ben and Aunt
Jemima.
IVANHOE
Dang!!! You know, I gotta say I kinda
like dem' Niggers...Rice and
Pancakes.
Ivanhoe shakes hands with Flip.
IVANHOE (CONT'D)
Name's Ivanhoe, by the way.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
RON STALLWORTH
Mad at Sanford and Son and Flip
Wilson.
INT. CORNER POCKET LOUNGE - NIGHT
WALTER
All you get now is how we gotta'
cater to them. We gotta' get us some
"Minorities". Watch ya' mouth, don't
say this, don't say that, be nice,
they're not Colored...
FELIX
Negros...
IVANHOE
...Blacks...
WALTER
...Afro-Americans...
FLIP
...FUCK. How 'bout just Fuckin'?
Niggers. Make it Fuckin' simple.
ALL
NIGGERS!!!
FLIP
I been saying this stuff for years.
FELIX
You ain't the only one.
FLIP
You don't know how good it is to hear
someone that gets it.
Flip looks around. Gets quiet.
FLIP (CONT'D)
What kinda stuff you Guys do?
Ivanhoe swigs his Beer.
IVANHOE
You know, Cross burnings. Marches and
stuff so people don't Fuck wit' us.
FLIP
I'm tired of people Fuckin' with me.
WALTER
You come to the right place cuz'
Nobody Fucks with us. How much you
know about The History?
FLIP
Some...I could know more.
WALTER
We'll teach you.
IVANHOE
This year's gonna be big for us.
FLIP
How so?
Ivanhoe moves in closer. Balls his hand in a fist, then opens
it quickly.
IVANHOE
BOOM!!! We're gonna make Fireworks,
yes we are...
Walter swoops in.
WALTER
...Ivanhoe talking nonsense again.
Kid can't hold his Beer fer Shit. The
Organization is strictly Non-
Violent...
IVANHOE
...Like dat Dead Nigger Martin Luther
Coon.
FLIP
Gotcha.
Flip looks down at his Shirt -- the Top Button has flapped
off again. The next button would mean The End. CURTAINS.
He quickly buttons it. Then...
WALTER
Say, Ron? Mind coming with me?
FLIP
Where to?
FELIX
You Undercover or something? You ask
too many questions. Let's GO!!!
Behind Walter, Felix is Laser-Focused on Flip's every move.
Flip sees it. Walter points to a door. Flip walks forward,
with Walter, Ivanhoe, and Felix tailing from behind.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
JIMMY
Where they going?
Ron's Face falls.
RON STALLWORTH
Lost the damn signal.
INT. BACK ROOM - CORNER POCKET LOUNGE -NIGHT
The Men move single-file through the door, Flip first. It's a
small room, with a wooden table and some rickety chairs. A
lone white light bulb hangs from above.
WALTER
Congrats you passed The Mustard.
Walter exchanges uneasy looks with Felix.
WALTER (CONT'D)
Thought we'd get the Membership
process started.
Flip can breathe again.
FLIP
Now we're talkin'.
Walter hands Flip a stack of papers.
WALTER
Fill these out and Mail 'em to The
National Headquarters. Once they send
your Membership Card, you'll be able
to participate in our Programs.
Flip sings The Alcoa Jingle.
FLIP
Alcoa Can't wait.
IVANHOE
I like those Commercials.
WALTER
Imperial Tax to become a Member: Ten
Dollars for The Year. Fifteen Dollar
Chapter Fee. Robes and Hoods not
included, that's Extra.
FELIX
Fuckin' Inflation.
Flip shakes hands with all.
FLIP
I can't thank you Brothers enough.
WALTER
Pleasure, is all ours.
Felix and Ivanhoe give polite nods.
WALTER (CONT'D)
I'll take you back to your Car.
As Flip turns to leave...
FELIX
You're not a Jew, right?
Flip stops.
FLIP
You trying to offend me?
Flip turns to Walter: you believe this Shit?
FELIX
It's Protocol.
All eyes on Flip. His face flares with rage.
FLIP
'Course I'm no Stinkin' Kike.
WALTER
We gotta ask it, is all. I'm
satisfied. How about you Guys?
Ivanhoe nods. Felix just stares.
FELIX
Smells Kosher to me.
FLIP
Stop fuckin' 'round.
WALTER
Felix, cut it out.
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - NIGHT
Ron helps Flip rip The Wire off his Chest.
FLIP
You have me dressed like one of
the Beverly Hillbillies for
Chrissakes. I felt too Redneck for
those Guys.
RON STALLWORTH
They liked you.
FLIP
Except for that Felix Guy. Do not
ride his Bumper like that! Two car
lengths!
RON STALLWORTH
You got The Papers? They want you to
join.
FLIP
Technically they want you to join.
RON STALLWORTH
They want a Black Man to join The Ku
Klux Klan. I'd call that Mission
Impossible. Double Success.
INT. SERGEANT TRAPP'S OFFICE - CSPD - DAY
Sgt. Trapp sits at his desk, thumbing through The Report. Ron
and Flip stand across from him.
SGT. TRAPP
And exactly how much should we be
worrying about them?
RON STALLWORTH
Enough that we'd like to dig deeper.
One of the Men discussed plans for a
possible Attack...
FLIP
...I wouldn't give him that much
credit. These Yahoos like to Boast.
SGT. TRAPP
What kind of Attack?
Ron looks to Flip.
FLIP
Ivanhoe said "BOOM", mentioned
something about Fireworks.
Personally, I didn't buy it. Doubt
they're even capable.
Sgt. Trapp bridges his hands together, contemplating.
RON STALLWORTH
Either way, we're looking for full
support from The Department.
SGT. TRAPP
We're moving on with the
Investigation.
Ron just stares at Trapp.
INT. ITALIAN BISTRO - NIGHT
Ron and Patrice seated across from each other, already
eating. Patrice's attire more lax, but still in her Black
Leather Jacket.
PATRICE
The next day when we dropped Brother
Kwame off at the Airport he told me
The Black Power Movement needed
Strong Sistah's like me to lead the
fight against Capitalist oppression
and The Politicians and Pigs who
perpetuate it. His words almost made
that whole Pig Nightmare worth
while...
Ron goes Mute.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
...What's wrong?
RON STALLWORTH
I don't really use that word.
PATRICE
What word?
RON STALLWORTH
Pigs.
PATRICE
What else would you call them?
RON STALLWORTH
Cops... Police...
PATRICE
Bunch of Racist Cops on a Power Trip.
RON STALLWORTH
So you think all Cops are Racist?
PATRICE
It only takes One to pull a Trigger
on a Innocent Sister or Brother.
Patrice absorbs all of this.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
Why were you at Brother Kwame's
Speech?
RON STALLWORTH
He's got some good ideas. I don't
agree with all of them but he's a
smart Brother who's worth hearing.
PATRICE
Are you Down for The Liberation of
Black People?
RON STALLWORTH
Do we always have to talk about
Politics?
PATRICE
What's more important?
RON STALLWORTH
Do you ever take any time off from
The Liberation of Black People?
PATRICE
NO!!! It's a Lifetime JOB!!!
Ron reaches across the table and takes Patrice's Hand.
Patrice pulls her Hand back.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Sista Angela Davis, can we spend some
quality time together.
PATRICE
And what did you say your J-O-B is?
RON STALLWORTH
Kathleen Cleaver, I didn't?
PATRICE
Are You A Pig?
RON STALLWORTH
You mean A Cop?
PATRICE
You A Cop?
RON STALLWORTH
NO I'm a Black Man who wants to get
to know A Strong, Intelligent,
Beautiful Sister.
Ron tries to kiss Patrice but she moves her head away. They
finish their meal in silence.
INT. CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - RON'S DESK - NIGHT
It's late. Ron is the only Officer working, filling out a
Police Report and sipping a mug of Hot Lipton Tea with Honey.
Suddenly... The Undercover Line rings. Ron freezes. Picks up
the line.
RON STALLWORTH
This is Ron.
WALTER (O.S.)
This is Walter. Is this Ron? Your
Voice sounds different over The
Phone.
Ron has to THINK FAST.
RON STALLWORTH
Allergies acting up again.
A steady Beat of Silence on The Line. Then...
WALTER (O.S.)
...Yeah, I get that all the time.
Ron waits for the response.
WALTER (O.S.)(CONT'D)
Well, just thought I'd say it was
great having you swing by. The
Brothers really took a liking to you.
Ron squeezes his fist. Victory. Trying to stay nonchalant:
RON STALLWORTH
I'm honored.
WALTER (O.S.)
Why don't you come by Felix's this
Saturday? Meet the rest of The
Brotherhood.
INT. CSPD HALLWAY - DAY
Sgt. Trapp and Ron walk and talk.
SGT. TRAPP
I've got a friend that's up with
these Groups. He says they're moving
away from the Ole Violent Racist
Style. That's what Davis is peddling
now, it's become Mainstream.
RON STALLWORTH
Davis?
SGT. TRAPP
Devin Davis current Grand Wizard of
The Klan, always in a three piece
suit, he now goes by National
Director. He's clearly got his Sights
on Higher Office.
RON STALLWORTH
Political Office? How so?
SGT. TRAPP
Yeah, I guess they're trying to move
away from their History of Selling
HATE...
RON STALLWORTH
...Keep going.
SGT. TRAPP
Affirmative Action, Immigration,
Crime, Tax Reform. He said no one
wants to be called a Bigot anymore.
Archie Bunker made that too Un-Cool.
The idea is under all these issues,
everyday Americans can accept it,
support it, until eventually, one
day, you get somebody in The White
House that embodies it.
RON STALLWORTH
America would never elect somebody
like Devin Davis President of the
United States of America?
Sgt. Trapp just stares at Ron for a long moment.
SGT. TRAPP
For a so called Black Man, you're
pretty naive.
EXT. UNMARKED CAR - DAY
Ron is in his unmarked Car in a Middle Class Neighborhood. He
pulls on Headphones and looks out his Window where...
EXT. FELIX'S HOUSE - FRONT PORCH - DAY
ANGLE - RON'S POV - SURVEILLANCE
A manicured yard. Pristine. A very Green Healthy lawn. A yard
sign: AMERICA LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT! Flip rings The Doorbell.
The Screen Door is opened by CONNIE, White Woman, 30's,
Proper and Good-Looking. A Gold Cross dangles from her Neck.
CONNIE
Ron! So nice to meet you. I'm Connie,
Felix's Wife.
Connie hugs him.
FLIP
Great to meet you.
CONNIE
The Boys are in the Backyard.
OMITTED
OMITTED
INT. UNMARKED CAR - DAY
Ron shakes his head listening to The Transmitter, taking
notes.
INT. FELIX'S LIVING ROOM - DAY
The Klan Members seated, some on folding chairs. Connie
enters The Backyard with an Appetizer Platter.
CONNIE
Sorry to interrupt. I have some
Cheese Dip and Crackers.
They dig in.
FELIX
Thanks Honey.
Felix turns to The Brothers. Klansmen Feed off The Energy.
FELIX
Make 'em remember who We Are and What
We Stand For. We are The
Organization.
CONNIE
I read in The Gazette some Nigger
named Carmichael held a Rally and
there's some College Nigger Girl with
the "Baboon Student Union" attacking
Our Police. This Girl is Dangerous.
Reminds me of that Commie Angela
Davis. We need to shut her damn
mouth.
The Men exchange uneasy looks - Why is Connie in Men's
Business?
CONNIE (CONT'D)
Here, I clipped the Article.
Connie pulls The Article from her apron. Hands it to Felix.
Felix eyes it, focused on an image of Kwame and without
looking up...
FELIX
That'll be all. Love you Sweetie.
CONNIE
One of these days you're going to
need me to do something for you. Wait
and See.
Connie trudges back towards the house without answering.
Felix hands The Clipping to The Klansmen, who pass it around
the room. When it reaches Walter, he sets it down.
WALTER
How 'bout We focus on our Bread and
Butter. The Next Cross Burning.
Which, Flip, you'll be lucky enough
to participate in if your Membership
Card comes soon enough...
FLIP
...That'd be a tremendous Honor.
Where?
WALTER
The Highest Hills get the most Eyes.
Walter looks for approval. Nods all around. Felix rises, his
balance uncertain.
FELIX
Hey Ron, I gotta show you something.
Felix plops a Hand on Flip's Back. Flip rises.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - DAY
Ron takes in The Audio. He records more Notes.
INT. FELIX'S HOUSE - STAIRS - DAY
Flip, Felix, and Walter walk downstairs to the Den.
INT. INT. FELIX'S HOUSE - SMALL ROOM - DAY
Felix flips on the lights.
FELIX (CONT'D)
Looka here.
Various Guns adorn The Walls -- Rifles, Shotguns, Handguns.
Pinned on The Far Wall: White Supremacist Memorabilia
including a Magazine Cut-Out of KKK Grand Wizard Devin Davis.
FLIP
Wow. This is really... something.
Felix pulls a rusted Double-Barreled Shotgun off The Rack.
FELIX
Here's my favorite. Twelve Gauge.
Felix smirks and points The Two Barrels at Flip's chest.
FELIX (CONT'D)
I call this...The Jew Killer.
Flip Freezes. Felix's Finger Rests on The Trigger. Teasingly?
Seriously? Felix stares, challenging Flip to make a Move. Any
Move.
FLIP
That's a Remington Model 1900.
A long Beat. Then: Felix smiles.
FELIX
Indeed it is.
Felix places the Shotgun back on the rack. Walter outside The
Door.
WALTER (O.S.)
Almost done in here? We still have
some items on The Agenda...
FELIX
...Not just yet. Gotta make sure
there's no Jew in him.
Flip keeps quiet.
ANGLE - HALLWAY
WALTER
Come on Man, this is just
Straight-Up Offensive. We're
talking about someone who's gonna be
our Brother in a couple months. Is
there a fuckin' Star of David around
his Neck? Does Ron got a YA-MA-KA on
his HEAD for Pete's sake?
FELIX (O.S.)
Just Protocol. My House, My Rules.
INT. FELIX'S HOUSE - DAY
Felix sets a hand on Flip's Back, guiding him past Walter.
FELIX (CONT'D)
This way.
FLIP
Where...uh...where ya takin' me? I
told you already I'm not thrilled
with you callin' me a Jew.
FELIX
Tough Titty.
Walter follows as Felix leads Flip into the
ANGLE - DEN
FELIX (CONT'D)
Take a seat.
Felix sets Flip down on a chair.
WALTER
Felix, it ain't necessary, Man. This
is how we lose recruits!
Felix pushes Walter backward, through and out The Den door.
He slams The Door closed and locks it.
FLIP
What is this your Jew Den? This where
you make your Candles? Lamp shades?
Felix opens a Desk Drawer and takes out a POLYGRAPH MACHINE.
FELIX
No, you're going to take this Lie
Detector test.
67 INT. UNMARKED CAR - DAY
RON STALLWORTH
Shit.
He turns the ignition and drives forward.
INT. INT. DEN - FELIX'S HOUSE - DAY
Felix sets The Polygraph in front of Flip. Urgent knocking on
the door.
WALTER (O.S.)
Open up, Felix! Enough is Enough!!!
FELIX
Lower your Arm right here.
FLIP
Felix, this is lame bullshit.
FELIX
Lame or not you're taking this Jew
Lie Detector Test.
Felix reaches in and lowers his Arm for him, then slides the
Blood Pressure cuff over Flip's Arm. Flip rips it off, jumps
up, knocking the chair over.
FLIP
Out of respect, I'm gonna play along
with your Get Smart Bullshit, but I'm
No Fuckin' Jew!!!
Walter persistently bangs on The Door. Felix pulls out a
Shiny Pistol from his belt.
FELIX
Siddown.
EXT. FELIX'S HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - DAY
Gun in hand, Ron crouches beside the Unmarked car, parked at
the curb near Felix's House. He notices a NEIGHBOR taking out
The Trash. Ron puts his Gun away. His Eyes are on THE LOOK
OUT.
INT. DEN - FELIX'S HOUSE - DAY
Flip sits in The Chair as Felix sticks Electrodermal Sensors
on Flip's hands.
FELIX
Ask anybody, they'll say I'm a real
Friendly Guy. Thing is, I'm only
Friendly to my Friends, not JEW
Friendly, Damn Sure not Nigger
Friendly.
Walter is still banging away at the door.
WALTER (O.S.)
Let me in!
Felix tightens The Blood Pressure Cuff on Flip's arm.
FELIX
Let's warm up. What is the surname of
your Biological Father?
FLIP
Stallworth.
FELIX
Let me see your Dick.
Flip starts to unzip his pants and smiles.
FLIP
You like pretty Dicks Felix?
FELIX
I hear you Jews do something Funny
with ya Dicks. Some weird Jew Shit.
Is your Dick circumstanced?
FLIP
You tryin' to suck my Jew Dick?
Faggot.
FELIX
Who you callin' a Faggot, Jew?
FELIX
Y'know what I think?
FLIP
You think?
FELIX
I think a lot.
FLIP
What do you think about?
FELIX
I think this Holocaust stuff never
happened.
FLIP
What?
FELIX
That's the biggest Jewish Conspiracy.
8 Million Jews killed? Concentration
camps? Never happened. Where's the
proof?
CLOSE - FLIP
WE SEE on Flip's face, despite him trying to fight hard to be
affected, he is not that good an Actor. Marlon Brando
couldn't do it either.
FLIP
Are you High?
FELIX
I don't get High. I drink.
FLIP
Haven't seen the Footage.
FELIX
Fake. Jews run Hollywood.
EXT. FELIX'S HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - DAY
Ron bolts onto Felix's Front Lawn, unsure what to do but
knowing that he GOTTA DO something. Ron picks up a Flower Pot
and CHUCKS IT -- CRASH! It goes straight through the Kitchen
Window, shattering The Glass.
INT. LIVING ROOM/DEN - FELIX'S HOUSE - DAY
Connie SCREAMS! Through the window pane, she can see the
backside of Ron -- a Black Man wearing a faded denim jacket.
Ron is "Low Running" now.
CONNIE
There's a Fuckin' Black Lawn Jockey
on our Green Lawn!
Felix storms out of The Den. Flip rips off The Polygraph
Sensors and follows.
EXT. FRONT LAWN - FELIX'S HOUSE - DAY
All of The Klan Members, including Flip and Connie, pour onto
the Lawn. Felix bursts out of The Front door with his Pistol.
He Fires at Ron -- who is USAIN BOLT-ING down The Street.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Flip grabs Felix's pistol and FIRES just as Ron reaches the
unmarked car. Flip fires again and again emptying the gun!
Missing on purpose just as Ron reaches The Unmarked car. Ron
jumps inside... SQUEEEEEL! The Car peels off.
FLIP
Yeah, keep drivin' you Black
Spearchucker!!! Piece a Shit
Nigger!!!
FELIX
Almost got 'im.
Flip is Foaming at The Mouth. Everyone stares at him,
momentarily surprised at his outburst. Flip hands Felix his
Gun back.
FLIP
Felix, you still want me to take your
Jew Detector Test!!!
Walter looks from Flip to Felix. Felix can only shrug.
ANGLE - STREET
Neighbors poke their heads out from across The Street. Felix
looks to The Chapter Members gathered around.
FELIX
Everybody go Home NOW!!! Get Outta
HERE!!! GO HOME!!!
INT. UNMARKED CAR - DAY
Ron speeds away, down The Residential Streets. He looks down
at his Body. No wounds. He slows his breathing. Too Close for
COMFORT.
INT. SERGEANT TRAPP'S OFFICE - CSPD - DAY
Sgt. Trapp flips through The Report. Ron and Flip watch.
SGT. TRAPP
Lie Detector? Shots Fired? A Goddamn
ClusterFuck!!! You Dickheads are
putting me in a Tough Spot here. If
Bridges heard about this...
RON STALLWORTH
Is he gonna hear about it, Sarge?
Sgt. Trapp thinks a moment, then opens a drawer under his
desk and throws The Report into it.
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - DAY
ANGLE - HALLWAY
Ron and Flip emerge from Sgt. Trapp's office.
FLIP
I didn't say it in there with Trapp
but that Peckerwood had a Gun in my
Face and he was an Ass Hair away from
pulling The Trigger.
RON STALLWORTH
And he didn't.
FLIP
But he could have and then I woulda
been Dead... for what? Stoppin' some
Jerkoffs from playing Dress up?
RON STALLWORTH
Flip, it's Intel.
FLIP
I'm not risking my Life to prevent
some Rednecks from lighting a couple
Sticks on Fire.
RON STALLWORTH
This is the Job. What's your problem?
FLIP
Ron, you're my problem.
RON STALLWORTH
How's that?
FLIP
For you it's not a job, it's a
Crusade. It's not personal nor should
it be.
They stop walking.
RON STALLWORTH
Why haven't you bought into this?
FLIP
Why should I?
RON STALLWORTH
Because you're Jewish, Brother. The
So-Called Chosen People.
Flip gets pissed and flies up into Ron face. They are nose to
nose.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
You're passing, Man.
FLIP
What?
RON STALLWORTH
You're passing for a WASP!!! White
Anglo Saxon Protestant, All-American
Hot Dog, Cherry Pie White Boy. It's
what some Light-Skinned Black Folks
do, they pass for White.
Flip understands now. He glares at Ron.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Doesn't that Hatred The Klan say Piss
you off.
FLIP
Of course it does.
RON STALLWORTH
Then why you acting like you ain't
got skin in the Game!
FLIP
That's my Damn Business!
RON STALLWORTH
It's our Business.
Ron and Flip look at each other.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
I'm gonna get your Membership Card so
you can go on this Cross Burning and
get in deeper, right Flip?
INT. CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - RON'S DESK - DAY
Ron is alone on the phone as he studies his packet of KKK
materials. He sees a number for the KKK Headquarters. He
dials. A Message clicks on:
VOICE (O.S.)
Wake up White Man, The Negro wants
your White Woman and your Job! The
Jew wants your Money...
The Recording is interrupted by a PLEASANT-SOUNDING MAN.
PLEASANT MAN (O.S.)
Hello, and whom am I talking to?
RON STALLWORTH
Good afternoon. My name is Ron
Stallworth, calling from Colorado
Springs. How are you today, Sir?
PLEASANT MAN
Quite well, Ron. What can I do for
you?
RON STALLWORTH
I'm calling because I desperately
want to participate in my Chapter's
Honorary Events but I can't until I
receive my Membership Card.
PLEASANT MAN (O.S.)
Of course, I can help you with that.
RON STALLWORTH
Thank you. Who am I speaking with?
PLEASANT MAN (O.S.)
This is Devin Davis.
Ron has Died and gone to Heaven.
RON STALLWORTH
I'm sorry... did you just say you're
Devin Davis?
DEVIN DAVIS(O.S.)
...Last time I checked.
RON STALLWORTH
...Grand Wizard of The Ku Klux Klan?
That Devin Davis?
DEVIN DAVIS(O.S.)
That Grand Wizard and National
Director.
RON STALLWORTH
Really? National Director too?
DEVIN DAVIS(O.S.)
Really.
RON STALLWORTH
I'm honored to be speaking with you.
I'm not afraid to say it...I consider
you a True White American Hero.
DEVIN DAVIS
Are there any other kind?
INT. KKK NATIONAL OFFICE - DAY
DEVIN DAVIS 30's has a trim Red Mustache and a mop of Sandy
Hair which drapes his ears. He plays the role of a Southern
Gent but his piercing pale-Blue Eyes reveal a Monster.
Davis wears a Three-Piece Suit and sits at a neat Office
Desk.
DEVIN DAVIS
And I'm just happy to be talking to a
True White American.
INTERCUT RON WITH DEVIN DAVIS:
RON STALLWORTH
Amen, Mr. Davis. Seems like there's
less and less of us these days.
Now about that Membership Card...
Davis unwraps a stick of Juicy Fruit Gum, his favorite.
DEVIN DAVIS
...I understand the situation. We've
been having some Administrative
problems that have caused a backlog.
...Tell you what, Ron. I'll see to it
personally that your Membership Card
is processed and sent out today.
RON
Thank you, Mr. Davis. I can't express
to you how much I appreciate this.
DEVIN DAVIS
The pleasure is all mine. I look
forward to meeting you in person One
Day and God Bless White America.
INT. CSPD - DAY
Ron rushes out of the room buzzing about speaking to Davis he
immediately KNOCKS shoulders with someone going the other
way. When he turns around it's... Master Patrolman Landers,
who turns back giving a smirk.
LANDERS
Watch where you're going. You could
get hurt like that Hot Shot.
Landers marches on leaving Ron to contemplate.
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - DAY
Ron wires up Flip.
RON STALLWORTH
That Cop that pulled Kwame Ture over
that night... was it Landers?
Flip is surprised.
FLIP
How'd you know?
RON STALLWORTH
I can smell em' a Mile away now.
Flip ponders for a moment, then says.
FLIP
He's been a Bad Cop for a long time.
RON STALLWORTH
Yeah?
FLIP
Does that kinda' Shit all the time.
Few years ago, he allegedly Shot and
Killed a Black Kid... he said he had
a Gun. The Kid wasn't the type.
RON STALLWORTH
Flip, why do you tolerate this?
FLIP
We're a family. Good or Bad. We stick
together. You wanna be the Guy that
Rats him out?
Ron goes quiet.
FLIP (CONT'D)
You're New. You're a Rookie. You ever
get your Ass in a Jam, you'll
appreciate The Blue Wall of Silence.
RON STALLWORTH
Yeah, reminds me of another Group.
Ron finished. Flip steps away buttoning his shirt.
81 EXT. OPEN FIELD - DAY
POP! A Bullet strikes a Beer Bottle in an Open Field.
FELIX
Bullseye.
Felix looks up from his Shotgun. All around him, other
Chapter Members line up in a row, firing their Guns at
Bottles. Some are wearing Green Army Field Jackets.
Nearby, a couple of fold-up tables stocked with plates of
Grilled Meat and Bowls of Cheese Doodles. Flip is locked in
conversation with Walter, who could not care less about the
Firing Range behind him.
WALTER
... and then you got what used to be
a decent Bar, The Hide N Seek Room,
turned into a Filthy Fag Bar
overnight.
FLIP
Fuckin' Fags everywhere these days.
Flip is still mostly focused on Felix and his crew.
WALTER
They're trying to Colonize. First
they get their own Bars, then they
want Equal Treatment...
FLIP
...Forget Dem Fags... Some of these
Guys Army-trained?
Walter turns around for a moment, then turns back,
dismissive.
WALTER
A lot of 'em are. Fort Carson...
CLOSE - FLIP
observes TWO MYSTERY MEN, STEVE and JERRY, both 30's, they
look classier than the rest of The Gang handling M-16's.
FLIP
I've not seen those Macs before.
WALTER
Steve and Jerry.
FLIP
Yeah, who are they?
WALTER
That's classified.
Walter steps away leaving Flip to ponder the Two Mystery Men.
CUT TO:
82 EXT. UNMARKED CAR - DAY
Ron is in the Car quite a ways away with a huge Telephoto
lens on a 33MM Camera. He focuses in on...
RON'S CAMERA POV - THE TWO MYSTERY MEN
Ron CLICKS off numerous Photos of them. And then CLICKING on
all the various Klansmen enjoying the outing.
CLOSE - RON BEHIND THE CAMERA
focusing in on his Targets: CLICKING! Walter, Ivanhoe, Felix,
all of them.
CUT TO:
82A EXT. OPEN FIELD - DAY
Flip nears the Target area seeing something that makes him
laugh out loud.
FLIP
Gezzus H. Christ!
The Targets are...
THE OFFICIAL RUNNING NIGGER TARGET
in the form a Black Silhouette of a Running Black Man with an
Afro, Big Lips, Butt, etc.
FELIX
Helps with practicin' for Nigger
Looters. Dem' Sum-bitches Run like
Roaches when you Flip the switch in
the Kitchen late at Night.
Felix and Ivanhoe shoot their Hand Guns at the Black Man
Targets! They HIT The Bulls-Eye targets on his Head, Lips,
Butt, Body.
FELIX (CONT'D)
I don't know how that Black Bastard
got away the other day.
Ivanhoe suddenly pipes up.
IVANHOE
Hey, Ron! Take my Forty-Five Auto
wanna see what you can do.
FELIX
Maybe you'll get dat Nigger next
time.
Ivanhoe hands Flip his pistol. He takes it, his hand sweaty.
ALL EYES ON FLIP as he takes aim at a Black Man Running
Target Fifty Feet away. The Klansmen observing. BANG!!! A
Hole rips in the Black Man Target Head!!! Then the Butt!!!
Body! And Lips!!!
KLANSMEN
Good Shot!!! Shit! Got that Coon Dead
in The Ass! Nice One!!!
IVANHOE
That's one deaaaaaad Jungle Bunny!!!
The Gang eyes Flip, impressed. Ivanhoe pats Flip's back.
FELIX
Where'd you learn to shoot like that?
FLIP
My Ole Man gave me a Toy Cap Gun when
I was a Kid, been shooting ever
since.
Ivanhoe proceeds to teach Flip the Klan handshake.
83 EXT. OPEN FIELD - DUSK
Everyone is gone now. Ron walks through observing The Scene
looking over the remnants of the gathering.
CLOSE - RON
Ron picks up the Official Running Nigger Target full of
Bullet Holes.
83A EXT. CREEK - DAY
Patrice and Ron walk on a Nature Pathway alongside a Creek.
RON STALLWORTH
Bernie Casey's a Badd Brother.
PATRICE
Cleopatra Jones was the one. It's
about time We see a strong Sister
like that...
RON STALLWORTH
...And Tamara Dobson played a Cop.
PATRICE
That was a Black Exploitation Movie.
A fantasy. Real life's not like that.
In real life there's no Cleopatra
Jones or Coffy.
RON STALLWORTH
You don't dig Pam Grier? She's Fine
as Wine and twice as Mellow.
PATRICE
Pam Grier is doing her Thing but in
real life it's just Pigs killing
Black Folks.
RON STALLWORTH
What if a Cop was trying to make
things better.
PATRICE
From the inside?
RON STALLWORTH
Yeah, from the inside.
PATRICE
You can't make things better from the
inside. It's a Racist System.
RON STALLWORTH
So just give up?
PATRICE
No!!! We fight for what Black People
really need! BLACK LIBERATION!!!
RON STALLWORTH
Can't you do that from the inside!
PATRICE
No! You can't. White Man won't let
us.
Ron gets frustrated. Patrice stops him.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
What did Dubois say about "Double
Consciousness"? "Twoness". Being an
American and a Negro? Two Souls? Two
Thoughts? Two warring ideals in one
Dark Body?
RON STALLWORTH
I know how that feels. I'm Two damn
people all the time!
PATRICE
But you shouldn't be! We shouldn't
have a War going on inside ourselves.
Why can't we just be Black People?
RON STALLWORTH
Because we're not there yet!
PATRICE
Well, I'm tired of waiting!
Patrice walks off. Ron sighs, walks to catch up to her, and
puts his arm around Patrice.
RON STALLWORTH
Shaft or Superfly?
PATRICE
What?
RON STALLWORTH
Pick one, Shaft or Superfly?
PATRICE
A Private Detective over a Pimp any
day and twice on Sundays.
RON STALLWORTH
Richard Roundtree or Ron O'Neal?
PATRICE
Richard Roundtree. Pimps Ain't No
Heroes.
RON STALLWORTH
Ron O'Neal isn't a Pimp. He's just
playing one.
PATRICE
That image does damage to Our People.
RON STALLWORTH
JESUS CHRIST!!! Give it a rest.
PATRICE
I can't you JIVE TURKEY.
They both LAUGH.
INT. RON'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Knocking at the door. Ron opens it and finds Felix standing
there. The two stare at each other for a moment, finally.
FELIX
Wrong address.
Felix backs away as Patrice peeks from around Ron seeing
Felix. Felix sees her, turning to walk away.
PATRICE
Who was that?
Ron watches Felix drive away.
RON STALLWORTH
Nobody.
INT. KITCHEN - FELIX'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Ivanhoe, Walter and Felix are in the kitchen talking,
drinking beer and eating snacks. Flip enters.
FLIP
Hey, sorry had to work late. How you
guys doing?
Everyone greets Flip, but Felix says. Flip grabs a beer from
a cooler, pops the tab.
FELIX
You got a Twin.
Everyone goes quiet looking at Flip.
FLIP
What?
FELIX
You got a Twin.
FLIP
Twin what?
FELIX
A Twin-Twin and ya Twin is a NIGGER.
Flip looks dumbfounded. Felix nears him.
FELIX (CONT'D)
Looked in the Phone Book and went
over what I thought was your place
and found a Nig there.
Felix looks deadly. Ivanhoe and Walter look at Flip. Finally.
FLIP
My number's unlisted.
Felix just continues to stare.
FLIP (CONT'D)
What address did you go to?
FELIX
Over on... Bluestem Lane.
FLIP
I don't live on Bluestem. I live off
21st Street...
FELIX
So you don't know that Nigger?
FLIP
Oh, that's that Nigger I keep in the
woodpile.
Everyone laughs. Felix finally cracks a grin.
FLIP (CONT'D)
1813 South 21st Street. Come by
sometime we'll have a Coors.
Ivanhoe and Flip clink cans.
FELIX
And y'know what? That loud mouth
Black Student Union Bitch that's been
in the paper complaining about the
Police. She was there.
FLIP
That Fuckin' Cunt.
FELIX
Like to close those Monkey Lips
permanently.
FLIP
Yeah, after I get em' 'round da Head
of my Dick.
Everyone laughs, agreeing.
EXT. RON'S APARTMENT - DAY
Ron takes a letter out of his Mailbox and excitedly rips open
A Letter from the KKK National Office. He grins and claps his
hands!
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - DAY
Flip stands looking at what looks like a Credit Card as Ron
sits at his desk, leaning back, satisfied.
FLIP
Are you Fucking kidding me?
RON STALLWORTH
What?
FLIP
You don't cross those lines. This is
about an Investigation. Not a...
Relationship.
RON STALLWORTH
You're right, I'm messin' up. Hate to
violate that Blue Wall of Silence.
FLIP
Nice one.
RON STALLWORTH
Is Patrice a Target?
FLIP
Maybe.
Ron goes quiet, concerned.
An excited Ron goes to the once stark empty white walls now
covered with numerous Klansmen Photos. Ron SLAPS the Photos
of Active Duty Soldiers.
RON STALLWORTH
We got Active Duty Soldiers from Fort
Carson. Going to the CID with this.
Ron SLAPS the photo of Steve and Jerry.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Our Mystery Boys Steve and Jerry.
Still don't know who they are.
Ron SLAPS photos of Felix, Ivanhoe, Connie.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
We got Felix's Old Klan Crew.
Ron turns to Flip and he SLAPS a photo of Walter.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
And we got new Klan Walter.
FLIP
Walter's a General without an Army.
Felix's Crew is stronger than him.
Flip looks at Ron, amazed.
FLIP (CONT'D)
You've really been talking to Devin
Davis?
RON STALLWORTH
Oh Hell yeah!!!
Ron SLAPS The Large Photo of Devin Davis.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
That's my Ace Boon Coon Running
Partner! And now that you got that
Ronny Boy. We are on a Roll, Baby!!!
Ron laughs and points at the KKK Membership Card and Flip
picks it up.
CLOSE on the card as Flip reads it.
FLIP
RON STALLWORTH
Member in Good Standing
Knights of the Ku Klux Klan
RON STALLWORTH
That's us The Stallworth Boys.
FLIP
Yeah, funny, but you didn't have
psychopath staring at you asking
where you lived.
RON STALLWORTH
I called to warn you, but you must
have already taken off.
FLIP
Ron, I wasn't raised Jewish. It
wasn't a part of my Life. So I never
thought much about being Jewish, was
just another White Kid, didn't even
have my Bar Mitzvah. No Chanukah for
me. Christmas. In this job, you try
to keep things at a distance. You put
up a Shield so you don't feel
anything... This shit is deep. When
that Fuck Felix had me in that room
and I kept having to deny my
heritage...I have been passing.
OMITTED.
OMITTED.
EXT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
Ron drives up and gets out of his Car and walks up meeting
Patrice, Odetta, Hakeem and other Members of the Black
Student Union outside holding flyers.
Patrice stands there looking very upset, she shoves a Flyer
out at Ron. He takes it, reads.
THE FLYER (RON'S POV)
A drawing of a Hooded and Robed Klansman. Above the Drawing,
there's Text: You Can Sleep Tonight Knowing The Klan Is
Awake.
2 SHOT - PATRICE AND RON
RON STALLWORTH
Where'd you find them?
PATRICE
I found this one on my Car. But
they're all over The Neighborhood,
too.
Ron looks around seeing Residents and Students holding the
Flyers, discussing them, some upset, others bewildered.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
Do you think this is Real?
RON STALLWORTH
It's Real.
ANGLE - STREET
Hakeem, Odetta and the Others look around for them, pissed.
PATRICE
This is intimidation.
RON STALLWORTH
Clearly, this is about the Black
Student Union and you.
PATRICE
Me?
RON STALLWORTH
You've been outspoken about the
incident with the Police when Brother
Kwame was here.
PATRICE
So the next time they'll have a
Burning Cross out Front.
RON STALLWORTH
They're trying to get to you, like
you said they want to intimidate make
themselves feared. If you don't let
'em scare you. They got nothing. But
keep your eyes open. Be Cool.
ODETTA
That's the problem we've been too
Cool!
HAKEEM
Way too Cool!
RON STALLWORTH
Maybe the both of you should call The
Cops.
HAKEEM
How we know this ain't some of the
KKK's Honky-Pig-Partners passing out
this Shit!
Patrice and Ron step away from Odetta and Hakeem. They walk
and talk.
EXT. WINDING ROAD - HILLSIDE - NIGHT
A Fleet of Pickups rides uphill. A Flat Bed on the end of The
Convoy has an Eighteen-Foot Wooden Cross fastened on it.
A CSPD Patrol Car drives past The Convoy, headed downhill.
92 INT. IVANHOE'S CAR - WINDING ROAD - NIGHT
Ivanhoe, riding with Flip, watches The Patrol Car pass in the
opposite direction.
IVANHOE
Soak the Wood in Kerosene, we light a
Cig on a pack of matches. Gives us
time to Beat It before The Cross
catches Fire. Safeguard against CSPD.
FLIP
Must be quite a sight.
IVANHOE
The Best. You can see it for Miles.
Freaks out The Jew Media and puts
Niggers on their Nigger Toes.
They ride in silence for a moment.
FLIP
A lot of these Guys in The Army?
IVANHOE
Yeah, even got a few in Active Duty.
FLIP
Just finished my Second Tour in Nam.
Ivanhoe's eyes light up.
IVANHOE
Oh yeah? Know anything about C-4?
FLIP
Enough to make shit BLOW UP.
Flip stops talking. He might've revealed a bit too much.
CUT TO:
EXT. OPPOSITE HILLSIDE - NIGHT
Ron watches as Walter and Felix argue through Night Vision
Binoculars. Ron says on the Walkie-Talkie.
RON STALLWORTH
Send another one.
CUT TO:
93A EXT. TOP OF THE HILL - HILLSIDE - NIGHT
Another Patrol Car passes.
IVANHOE
Damn, that's The Second One. Pigs are
out tonight.
94 EXT. TOP OF THE HILL - HILLSIDE - NIGHT
The Convoy crests The Hill, pulls to The Side of The Road.
The Klansmen dismount and gather around The Flatbed Truck
carrying the Wooden Cross.
Another CSPD Patrol Car appears. It passes by, not slowing.
FELIX
That makes Three Piggy Wiggys.
Everyone stops what they're doing.
Felix turns and catches Flip's eye. It almost seems as if
he's staring directly at Flip...
CUT TO:
94A EXT. OPPOSITE HILLSIDE - NIGHT
RON LOOKING THROUGH THE BINOCULARS
lowers them, grins to himself.
RON STALLWORTH
Good job, Men.
CUT TO:
94B EXT. TOP OF THE HILL - HILLSIDE - NIGHT
THE PICKUP TRUCKS
Peeling out, heading back down The Hill.
EXT. PATRICE'S HOUSE - DAY
Patrice comes outside and gets in the Car taking off. Felix
has been watching her the whole time sitting in his pick up
truck. He spits, tosses his cigarette and follows her.
96 INT. RON'S DESK - CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - NIGHT
It's late. Ron's alone on the phone in mid-conversation. It
is intercut with Devin Davis speaking on the sofa in his
OFFICE:
DEVIN DAVIS
...I don't share this with many
people, but My family had a Colored
Housekeeper growing up. Her name was
Pinky. She was probably the closest
Woman to me other than Mother.
RON STALLWORTH
That surprises me.
DEVIN DAVIS
I know. People think I hate Negroes.
I don't and The Organization doesn't
either.
Ron gives a "This Is Crazy!" Look.
DEVIN DAVIS
They just need to be with their own.
That's what Pinky would say, she had
no problem with Segregation because
she wanted to be with her own kind.
RON STALLWORTH
Sounds like she was a Mammy to you.
DEVIN DAVIS
She was. You ever see "Gone with the
Wind"? Pinky was my Hattie McDaniel.
She won an Oscar for Best Supporting
Actress.
RON STALLWORTH
You were Scarlett and she was Mammy.
DEVIN DAVIS
That's right. When she passed away it
was like we lost one of the Family.
RON STALLWORTH
A good Nigger's funny that way. In
that sense they're like a Dog. They
can get real close to you and when
you lose em'. Just breaks your heart.
DEVIN DAVIS
Well said Ron.
RON STALLWORTH
I knew a Nigger once.
DEVIN DAVIS
Didja?
RON STALLWORTH
Yeah. Nigger lived across the street
from us. I must of been Six or Seven.
His nickname was Butter Biscuit.
DEVIN DAVIS
How'd he get that nickname?
RON STALLWORTH
He loved his Mama's Butter Biscuits.
DEVIN DAVIS
Yum Yum!!!
RON STALLWORTH
Me and Butter Biscuit played together
everyday. One day My Father came home
early from work and told me I
couldn't play with him anymore
because I was White and Butter
Biscuit was a Nigger.
INT. DEVIN DAVIS'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Davis laughs.
DEVIN DAVIS
That's rich.
Ron's face reveals the story is probably true, but reversed.
RON STALLWORTH
Ain't it.
DEVIN DAVIS
Your Father sounds like a Terrific
Man.
RON STALLWORTH
Thanks, Buddy.
DEVIN DAVIS
Well, you're an upstanding White
Christian Man. I tell you this is why
we need more people like us in Public
Office. To get this Country back on
Track.
RON STALLWORTH
Amen.
DEVIN DAVIS
For America to Achieve our
Greatness... again.
RON STALLWORTH
Absolutely. Sure wish we had the
chance to chat Face to Face.
DEVIN DAVIS
In due time, my friend, in due time.
I'll be in Colorado Springs for your
initiation...
RON STALLWORTH
You'll be in Colorado Springs?
DEVIN DAVIS
You bet your Mayflower Society Ass I
will.
Ron smiles and takes a SMALL NOTE PAD from his jacket pocket
and writes something down.
INT. COLORADO COLLEGE LIBRARY - NIGHT
Patrice sits in front of a MICROFILM READER.
CLOSE UP - PATRICE
Her Face is covered with EMOTION as she rolls through the
ghastly photos of BLACK LYNCHINGS.
97 INT. CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - DAY
Ron is alone at his desk. He is on the Undercover Phone Line.
WALTER (O.S.)
We need a new Leader. Someone
everyone can unite behind. Felix
would Love to be The One but we can't
let that happen. He's a Crazy
Sonofvabitch. A Loose Cannon. We need
someone Articulate, who displays
Great Leadership qualities...
Cherry Revision 77.
WALTER (O.S.) (CONT'D)
It should be you, Ron. You should be
Chapter President. You!!!
Ron sits there a moment, unable to say a word. After he
COMPOSES HIMSELF:
RON STALLWORTH
That would be quite an Honor.
WALTER (O.S.)
You will be Great...
RON STALLWORTH
I'll have to think about this. My
father is very ill and he lives in El
Paso. I won't have the time.
WALTER (O.S.)
You're a Smart and Diligent Man. I've
got no doubt you could handle it.
OMITTED
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
The Car's parked across The Street from Felix's House. Ron
listens in.
INT. FELIX'S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT
The Whole Chapter is present. Half of them are open-carrying.
In a corner, Ivanhoe teaches Flip the historic Klan
handshake.
CLOSE - Index and Middle Finger extended along The Inside
Wrist.
WALTER
I think it's time for some new Blood
to get in here. I'm planning to step
down as your President.
Members exchanged looks. Felix can't hide his smile.
WALTER (CONT'D)
I'd like to make a nomination...
Mr. Ron Stallworth for Chapter
President.
The Room is Silent.
FELIX
We just met this Guy.
IVANHOE
He just walked in off the street.
FELIX
Let me ask a question. Is there
anybody here that is willing to put
their Neck on the Line for Ron?
WALTER
I will vouch for Ron.
All eyes turn to Flip.
FLIP
It's a Big Honor but I can't accept.
Problem is, what you Good Men need is
a President who will be constant, on
CALL Day In, Day Out. I'll be back
and forth between here and Dallas.
INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT
Ron on headphones squints, WORRIED, saying to himself.
RON STALLWORTH
El Paso, Flip, El Paso...
INT. FELIX'S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT
WALTER
Dallas? I thought it was El Paso.
The rest of the Chapter Members are paying attention now.
FLIP
Did I say Dallas?
WALTER
You sure did.
FELIX
Ron which One is it?
IVANHOE
Make up your mind.
The whole Room waits.
FLIP
Dallas is where my Plane layover is.
El Paso is where my sick Father is.
They buy it. We think.
IVANHOE
Dallas, where they killed that Nigger
Lover Kennedy.
FELIX
Where you learned that?
IVANHOE
I can read.
The Chapter chatters in agreement.
FLIP
I just hope my Father isn't cared for
by some Texicano Spic Nurse.
Collective moans.
WALTER
We'll pray for ya Pop's health.
IVANHOE
And Big Spic Teets!!!
INT. CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - RON'S DESK - DAY
Ron is on the Undercover Phone Line. Sgt. Trapp sits behind
him. Ron has his Receiver out so that Trapp can listen in.
RON STALLWORTH
I'm anxious to meet you and it will
be something I share with my Family
for Generations to come.
103A INT. DEVIN DAVIS'S OFFICE - DEVIN'S DESK - DAY
INTERCUT RON AND SGT. TRAPP WITH DEVIN DAVIS AT HIS DESK:
DEVIN DAVIS
I'm eager to meet you too, Ron.
Ron and Sgt. Trapp make eye contact. Sgt. Trapp nods, a laugh
threatening to spring out of his Face.
RON STALLWORTH
Say, Mr. Davis... I just have to ask.
Aren't you ever concerned about some
Smart-Aleck Negro calling you and
pretending to be White?
Sgt. Trapp covers his Mouth.
DEVIN DAVIS
No, I can always tell when I'm
talking to a Negro.
RON STALLWORTH
How so?
DEVIN DAVIS
Take you, for example. I can tell you
are a pure Aryan White Man by the way
you pronounce certain words.
Sgt. Trapp is doubled over now.
RON STALLWORTH
Any examples?
DEVIN DAVIS
Take the word "are". A pure Aryan
like you or I would say it
correctly... like "are". Negroes
pronounce it "are-uh".
RON STALLWORTH
You are so White... Right. I want to
thank you for this Lesson because if
you had not brought it to my
attention, I would never have noticed
the difference between how We talk
and how Negroes talk.
Sgt. Trapp is laughing so hard he is shaking violently. He
shakes his head as if to implore Ron to stop.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
From now on I'm going to pay close
attention to my Telephone
conversations so I can make sure I'm
not talking to one of dem' Sneaky
Coloreds.
Ron cups The Receiver, looks at Sgt. Trapp, whispers.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
You okay?
Sgt. Trapp gets up and bumbles away. Ron speaks into The
PHONE:
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
I would love to continue this
conversation when you are in Colorado
Springs. Beautiful here, Sir. God's
Country.
DEVIN DAVIS
That's what I've heard, Ron. You have
a nice day.
RON STALLWORTH
You too, Sir. God Bless White
America.
Ron hangs up, laughing. He calls to Sgt. Trapp:
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
It's over!!! You can come back!!!
INT. FELIX'S HOUSE - DAY
Just then-- The Undercover Phone rings. Ron hesitates. It's
strange timing. He picks up.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Hello?
FELIX (O.S.)
It's Felix.
Ron quickly cups The Receiver.
FELIX (O.S.)(CONT'D)
Catch you at a bad time?
RON STALLWORTH
Not at all. Just... finishing a Meal.
FELIX (O.S.)
Meeting. My House. Now. Git ya Ass in
gear and don't tell Mealy Mouth
Walter.
104 EXT. BACKYARD - FELIX'S HOUSE - DAY
Flip looks down at a Steel Door built into The Ground, its
latch left open. He looks around. Paranoid.
105 INT. FELIX'S STORM SHELTER - DAY
Flip enters The Short Stairwell, steps to The Cement Floor.
FELIX (O.S.)
Welcome to The Promised Land.
The Room is Tight. Military Outfits hang from The Wall,
surrounding The Group of Klansmen, who sit on Milk Crates. In
the corner, a Sniper Rifle rests on a swivel near Boxes of
Canned Goods and Stacked Cots.
Flip finds an empty Crate, Squats.
Felix stands underneath a single hanging Light-Bulb.
FELIX (CONT'D)
In about a week's time, we will be
welcoming Mr. Davis to our City.
Felix lets that hang in The Air for a moment.
FELIX (CONT'D)
Who's packing tonight?
Ivanhoe goes upside his head with his handgun.
IVANHOE
I'm packed.
One by one, Brothers brandish Weapons. Except Flip.
FELIX (CONT'D)
Where's your Piece, Ron?
FLIP
I don't carry it on me All The Time.
The Chapter Members laugh teasingly.
FELIX
I got ya covered.
FLIP
Won't happen again.
Felix reaches behind his back, pulls out a Sharpe & Gibson
.45 caliber and hands it to Flip.
FELIX (CONT'D)
We're gonna need your Good Shot come
next Sunday.
FLIP
What's gonna happen next Sunday?
A beat. Felix regards the rest of the Men with gravity.
FELIX
The War is gonna come to us.
FLIP
Fuck ya'.
Felix grins.
IVANHOE
Looks like we got ourselves another
Soldier.
FELIX
Just make sure that when you're at
The Steakhouse, you've got your new
friend with Ya.
IVANHOE
And give it a name.
INT. FELIX'S HOUSE/BEDROOM - NIGHT
Felix and Connie are in bed, she is lying on his chest.
CONNIE
Honey, you ever have second thoughts?
FELIX
About what?
CONNIE
Killin' 'em.
FELIX
Never think twice about Killin'
Niggers.
CONNIE
Won't be able to take it back.
FELIX
They're da' first of many Niggers
that must die, Honey Bun.
CONNIE
I know. It's just... becoming so
real. It's always seemed like a
dream.
Felix sits up, reflecting, proud and determined.
FELIX
I know. It's just so beautiful. We're
cleansing this Country of a
backwards Race of Monkey's. First the
Spooks then the Kikes.
Felix sits up raising his hand like Martin Luther King.
FELIX (CONT'D)
Free at last! Free at Last! Thank God
a'mighty - Free a' dem Niggers At
Last!!!
They chuckle.
CONNIE
I love when you do that, Honey.
Connie looks into his eyes, also reflective.
CONNIE (CONT'D)
You know, we've talked about killing
Niggers for so many years and now
it's really happening.
FELIX
My Old Man always told me good things
come to those who wait.
She touches the side of his face, very loving.
CONNIE
Thank you for bringing me into you
Life. For loving me like you do and
giving me a purpose, direction.
FELIX
Y'know, this will be the Shot heard
around The World.
CONNIE
The New Boston Tea Party.
FELIX
Honey Bun, one day, The Great
Historians will write about us like
that. They'll say we were the
Patriots that saved America. You and
me. We turned the Tide. Saved our
True White Race... it fact, saved an
entire Nation and brought it back to
its Glorious Destiny.
CONNIE
In a way, we're The New Founding
Fathers.
This strikes Felix. He sits there soaking it in. He finally
turns to Connie.
FELIX
Yes we are... Martha.
CONNIE
Indeed we are... George.
The Couple Kiss each other passionately.
106 OMITTED
107 OMITTED
108 INT. CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - DAY
Ron arrives. Sits at his Desk. A deep sigh. But then...
He sees something. On his Desk. A Simple Note:
ACACIA PARK. 12 PM. BRING CASE BOOK. AGENT Y - FBI.
EXT. OLD ABANDONED BREWSTER'S FACTORY - DAY
Ron's Car is parked, and another Car drives up and parks
across from him.
ANGLE - BOTH CARS
AGENT Y - (40's) in a Suit - gets out the car and Ron follows
suit.
MAN (O.S.)
Mr. Stallworth.
RON STALLWORTH
Agent... Y?
EXT. OLD ABANDONED BREWSTER'S FACTORY - DAY
AGENT Y
Names of Chapter Members?
Agent Y shows Ron a folder and runs his Finger down The List
and suddenly stops. He then continues going down The List,
then stops again. He pulls out a Small Ledger and makes a
note.
RON STALLWORTH
What is this about?
Agent Y turns back.
AGENT Y
Two Names on your list work at NORAD.
RON STALLWORTH
The Two Mystery men. Steve and Jerry?
AGENT Y
Their real names are Harry Dricks and
Kevin Nelson. Two Clowns with Top
Security clearances. These Klansmen
are in charge of monitoring our
Safety.
Agent Y lets this sink in. Even Ron is surprised by this.
AGENT Y (CONT'D)
You've done a Service to your
Country.
Agent Y slips Ron a folder full of Papers.
AGENT Y (CONT'D)
We've been monitoring your
Investigation. Impressive.
Ron flips through the Papers. Various documents about The
History of The Colorado Klan.
Agent Y takes a thoughtful pause.
AGENT Y (CONT'D)
Last night, Fort Carson reported
several C4 Explosives missing from
their Armory. No suspects.
RON STALLWORTH
Klan...?
Agent Y doesn't say anything. Not confirming, not denying.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
We thought they might pull something.
But not like this?
AGENT Y
You won't see this on the News. For
obvious reasons but I thought it
might be of interest to you.
Agent Y rises to his feet. Ron rises as well.
RON STALLWORTH
If you know about an attack, I need
to know when.
AGENT Y
You're the one with the Impressive
Investigation.
Agent Y walks to his car.
RON STALLWORTH
But... can't you, The FBI pitch in?
Agent Y gets in his car.
AGENT Y
Federal Bureau of Investigation?
Ron just looks at him.
AGENT Y (CONT'D)
Because we never had this
conversation.
Agent Y drives off.
Felix and Flip are alone.
FELIX
Flip, I'm starting to trust you. I'm
gonna tell you something none of our
Brothers know. My lil' sister married
a Nigger. Now I got a lil' Nigger
Niece and a lil' Nigger Nephew. Jesus
Christ, The World's going to Hell in
a Handbasket! Do me a favor, don't
tell nobody. Cuz' if you do, I'm
gonna have to shoot you dead. I'm
serious.
FLIP
Thanks for sharing.
EXT. FREEDOM HOUSE, PORCH - DAY
Ron and Patrice are going at it on the Porch. The Freedom
House Protestors assemble on the street to March on the KKK.
RON STALLWORTH
You can hate me all you want to, just
promise me you won't go to The
Protest.
PATRICE
I'm going. We're going. What are you
talking about?
RON STALLWORTH
I can't say specifics but today, The
Klan is planning an Attack.
PATRICE
Then we have to tell The People.
RON STALLWORTH
Not an option.
PATRICE
What's wrong with you?
RON STALLWORTH
No one can know while it's an Active
Investigation...
PATRICE
Active Investigation? And pray tell
how do you know all this? You a Cop?
RON STALLWORTH
I'm not a Cop.
Silence.
PATRICE
What are you, then?...
Ron takes a moment. Then...
RON STALLWORTH
...I'm a Undercover Detective. I've
been investigating The Klan.
PATRICE
Fuckin' KKK? Ron Stallworth, you lied
to me. Is that even your real name?
RON STALLWORTH
Ron Stallworth is my first and last
name. Today's not the day...
PATRICE
I take my Duties as President Of The
Black Student Union seriously. What
is this all about?
RON STALLWORTH
All the good it does. You could sit
in the middle of Nevada Avenue and
set yourself on Fire and The Klan
will still be here.
PATRICE
I'd be doing something. Unlike you.
RON STALLWORTH
Unlike Me? Don't think because I'm
not wearing a Black Beret, Black
Leather Jacket and Black Ray Bans
screaming "KILL WHITEY" doesn't mean
I don't care about my People.
Patrice takes this in.
PATRICE
That night we saw Brother Kwame...
were you Undercover then too?
RON STALLWORTH
Patrice...
PATRICE
...Answer the question. Were you
Undercover The Night we met?
Ron is silent.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
Ron Stallworth are you for Revolution
and The Liberation of Black People?
RON STALLWORTH
I'm a Undercover Detective for The
Colorado Springs Police Department.
It's my J-O-B.
PATRICE
House Niggers said they had J-O-B-S
too. You disgust me.
OMITTED
INT. PHONE BOOTH - DAY
Butch is on the phone.
BUTCH
It's off.
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - RON'S DESK - DAY
INTERCUT WITH BUTCH. Ron on the phone with Butch.
RON STALLWORTH
The March?
BUTCH
Yeah.
RON STALLWORTH
What's going on?
BUTCH
You'll know soon enough.
CLICK! Ron hangs up the phone, dreading this. He turns to
Sgt. Trapp and Flip who have been standing there, listening.
RON STALLWORTH
Felix just said the March was
cancelled.
FLIP
Why?
All Ron can do is shake his head. He paces, concerned.
SGT. TRAPP
Could be all the Death Threats.
RON STALLWORTH
They're used to that.
FLIP
And there's been nothing more about
explosives?
RON STALLWORTH
No.
Chief Bridges walks in unexpectedly with Landers. Everyone
snaps up, respectful.
CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT'D)
...I have a Special Assignment for
Ron.
SGT. TRAPP
Ron already has an assignment.
RON STALLWORTH
What's more important than preventing
an Attack?
Chief Bridges hands Ron "The Devin Davis Death Threat Fax."
CHIEF BRIDGES
There are very credible threats to
Devin Davis's Life. Ron, I'm
assigning you to be Security Detail
for Davis.
A Shockwave.
RON STALLWORTH
I don't think that's a wise
decision...
LANDERS
...Davis needs protection. There's no
one else available.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Ron, it's Nut Cracking Time. Put your
Personal Politics aside.
FLIP
Chief, it's not about that and you
know it. Devin Davis and Ron have
been speaking over the phone, several
times. If he recognizes his voice...
or if any of The Klansmen do, it
could compromise Our Entire
Investigation.
RON STALLWORTH
A Clusterfuck.
CHIEF BRIDGES curls a smile.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Correct me if I'm wrong but didn't
you boast that you were fluent in
both English and Jive?
Ron is quiet.
CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT'D)
Do you remember that?
LANDERS
Answer The Chief!
Ron goes at Landers.
RON STALLWORTH
Man, who you think you're talking to.
You've been trying to sabotage me
since Day One.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Gentlemen.
LANDERS
Why you getting so worked up, Boy?
RON STALLWORTH
Who you callin' Boy?
Chief raises his eyebrows from the comment. A pissed Master
Patrolman Landers turns to Chief Bridges for support but he
says nothing. Landers then Exits. Chief says to Ron.
CHIEF BRIDGES
If you let him get to you that easy,
you ain't got a Shot with Devin
Davis.
Ron takes his SMALL NOTE PAD out and writes something down
again. Chief Bridges looks at him confused.
INT. FELIX'S HOUSE/GARAGE - NIGHT
A work light shines over them. WALKER, 40's, a tattooed Ex-
Con and Demolitions Expert, instructs Felix, Ivanhoe and
Connie. They stand around a large work bench in the garage.
He carefully removes a large C4 Bomb from his gym bag.
WALKER
Listen up. First, The Primary Target.
Walker speaks to Connie. He sets The Bomb on the work bench.
WALKER (CONT'D)
Felix says you're doing it. So all
you have to do is set the pocketbook
on the front porch, back porch, side
wall, doesn't matter. It just has to
be against the building. You can
plant it anywhere. There's enough C4
here to take the whole thing out.
Walker hands the C4 to Felix.
WALKER
Be careful with that.
FELIX
Understand?
Felix hands the C4 to Connie.
CONNIE
I understand.
WALKER
All you have to do when you've placed
it...
Walker puts his Finger on the Toggle Switch.
WALKER (CONT'D)
...is flip this switch. That's it.
Got it?
Walker passes the detonator to Felix, who passes it to
Connie.
FELIX
Miss Black Student Union Bitch is
bringing in some Old Coon to speak.
The place should be packed. So
Walker, nothing but rubble...
WALKER
...And Barbecue Niggers.
Ivanhoe laughs, liking that. Walker carefully removes another
Smaller Bomb from the bag. He can hold it in one hand.
FELIX
And what happens if that don't work?
WALKER
Plan B.
FELIX
Can you handle it, Honey?
CONNIE
You can count on me. I've been
waiting to do my part.
He gives her a peck on the lips.
WALKER
Lovebirds. Get a Hotel Room.
Connie puts the C-4, Smaller Bomb and Detonator into her
Pocketbook. Ivanhoe reaches for it.
IVANHOE
Can I feel it?
WALKER
No!!! No feel!!!
EXT. ANTLERS HOTEL - DAY
Ron still in plain clothes parks his unmarked car in the lot
of The Luxurious Antlers Hotel on South Cascade Ave.
He walks toward the entrance, where the Six Bikers stand
around Davis' Sedan. The Bikers all look up simultaneously.
RON STALLWORTH
I'm Mr. Davis' Security Detail.
They look at each other, then back at Ron. They say nothing.
Just then Davis emerges from The Hotel, wearing a neatly
pressed Suit and Tie. He nods to the Bikers, then looks up at
the Plainclothes Black Detective in front of him.
Ron steps forward, extending a hand.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Hello, Mr. Davis. I'm a Detective
from The Colorado Springs Police
Department and I will be acting as
your Bodyguard today.
Davis smiles and shakes Ron's hand.
DEVIN DAVIS
Detective, pleased to meet you.
RON STALLWORTH
As you may know, there have been
several credible Threats against your
Well-Being.
Walter and Ivanhoe walk outside The Hotel seeing Ron standing
with Devin Davis.
WALTER
Da Heck's going on here?
DEVIN DAVIS
There are Threats on my Life. This
Detective has been assigned as my
Bodyguard.
Walter and Ivanhoe smile broadly. Ron changes his VOICE
slightly for Walter.
RON STALLWORTH
Let me be clear, Mr. Davis: I do not
agree with your Philosophies. However
I am a Professional and I will do
everything within my means and beyond
to keep you safe.
Davis stands there a moment, processing all of this. Maybe
he's heard that voice somewhere before? Then...
DEVIN DAVIS
I appreciate your Professionalism.
OMITTED
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EXT. STREETS - DAY
BIKERS that look like Hells Angels Types lead a Motorcade
through the streets of Colorado Springs with Two Vans behind
them.
OMITTED
EXT. STEAKHOUSE - DAY
The Van pulls up and the Door is RIPPED open. Walter stands
there, big smile on his face as Flip steps out.
WALTER
Sorry for the Extra Security today.
Can't be too careful. Ready to meet
Mr. Davis?
INT. STEAKHOUSE - DAY
Flip follows Walter to a large Table near the back, where
Felix, Ivanhoe and other Chapter Members stand around
chatting with Devin Davis.
Everyone stands in line in awe of The Grand Wizard to shake
his hand. Davis turns and smiles as Flip approaches.
WALTER
Mr. Davis, our newest recruit, Ron
Stallworth.
He shakes both of their Hands.
DEVIN DAVIS
Ron, it's my pleasure to finally meet
you in person.
Both of Davis' hands clasp Flip's hand tight.
FLIP
You as well.
Davis pauses a moment as he processes Flip's voice. Is this
the same person he's been talking to on the phone?
Davis SLAPS Flip on the back appearing like best buddies. Ron
stands in the Background.
ANGLE - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
The room filled with People mingling eating Hors d'oeuvres.
Walter stands between Flip and Davis as he holds Court.
Flip, Ivanhoe, Walter, Felix and Connie all drink it up
totally impressed and star struck. Felix does a double take
when he sees Ron.
FELIX
What's that doing here?
IVANHOE
Fuckin' Cop assigned to guard Mister
Davis. Isn't that the livin' Shits?
DEVIN DAVIS
Everybody, it is time.
Felix stares at Ron, pondering the door meeting.
FELIX
You stay here. Ya hear?
INT. WAITING ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
The Mood now Solemn and Deadly Serious and Religious. Flip
and Ten other INDUCTEES stand in a cramped waiting room. They
all wear Klan robes and White Lone Ranger Masks. The other
inductees are grinning ear to ear, like Kids on Early Morning
Christmas.
JESSE NAYYAR steps in. Jesse is 35, Clean-Shaven, in shape
underneath his flowing Klan robe.
JESSE
I'm Jesse Nayyar, Colorado's Grand
Dragon. I welcome you all to this
Sacred Ceremony.
Jesse stands tall, beaming. Flip wipes his brow.
JESSE (CONT'D)
In a moment you will take a Life Oath
to join the most Sacred Brotherhood
this Nation has ever seen.
Jesse allows for a dramatic pause. Davis addresses them.
DEVIN DAVIS
My Brothers in Christ, Nobel Prize
recipient and Co-Creator of the
Transistor and my dear friend,
William Shockley, whose Scientific
work ushered in the Computer Age, has
proven through his Research with
Eugenics that each of us have flowing
through our veins the Genes of a
Superior Race. Today, we celebrate
that Truth.
Flip and the others stand strong and ready.
JESSE (CONT'D)
Hoods on, Gentlemen.
The Inductees take off the Masks and put on their Hoods,
covering their Faces. Flip hesitates, then pulls his hood on.
INT. STEAKHOUSE/KITCHEN AREA - DAY
Ron sees a Black WAITER, JOSH, 50, and nears him, whispering
in his ear. The Waiter looks around and gestures for Ron to
follow him. Ron follows Josh up a back set of stairs. He
points to a door and Ron SLAPS twenty dollars in his hand.
Josh leaves. Ron goes through the door.
INT. STEAKHOUSE/STORAGE ROOM - DAY
Ron enters the small storage room full of Janitorial
supplies. He looks through a small window down at the Private
Room below.
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
The House is filled to capacity watching Patrice speak at the
podium as JEROME TURNER, Black, 90 Years Young, a
distinguished Gentleman, sits across from her.
PATRICE
I am extremely honored today to
introduce our speaker for today
Mister Jerome Turner. Mr. Turner was
born in 1898 in Waco, Texas.
INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY - INTERCUT
The Inductees step inside a dark room lit only by Candles.
Devin Davis' Voice, ghostly, Calls from The Darkness.
DEVIN DAVIS(O.S.)
God... give us True White Men. The
Invisible Empire demands strong
Minds, Great Heart, True Faith, and
ready hands...
The Inductees align themselves in a row.
DEVIN DAVIS(O.S.) (CONT'D)
Men who have Honor. Men who will not
Lie. Men who can stand before a
Demagogue and damn his treacherous
flatteries without blinking.
Flip can see Davis now, illuminated by Candles, wearing his
own Ceremonial Robe. His Hood does not cover his Face.
CUT TO:
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - NIGHT
Turner is at the Podium. He speaks slowly but with strength.
JEROME TURNER
It was a nice spring day, Waco, Texas
May 15th, Nineteen Hundred and
Sixteen.
CUT BACK TO:
INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
Flip looks around and the Room comes into Focus: He is
surrounded, on all sides, by Klansmen wearing Robes and Hoods
and holding Candles. It's a Surreal, Hair-Raising experience.
JEROME TURNER (V.O.)(CONT'D)
Jesse Washington was a friend of
mine. He was Seventeen, I was
Eighteen. He was what they called
back then, Slow. Today it's called
Mentally Retarded.
CUT BACK TO:
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
CLOSE - JEROME TURNER
JEROME TURNER (CONT'D)
They claim Jesse Raped and Murdered a
White Woman named Lucy Fryer. They
put Jesse on Trial and he was
convicted by an All White Jury after
deliberating for Four Minutes.
CUT TO:
INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
CLOSE - DEVIN DAVIS
DEVIN DAVIS
God give us real Men, Courageous, who
flinch not at Duty. Men of Dependable
Character, Men of Sterling Worth.
Then Wrongs will be Redressed and
Right will Rule The Earth. God give
us True White Men!
Silence. Then...
DEVIN DAVIS (CONT'D)
Ron Stallworth, come forward.
CUT TO:
INT. STEAKHOUSE/STORAGE ROOM - DAY
Ron looks down from the window. Flip steps toward Davis.
CUT TO:
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
CLOSE - JEROME TURNER
JEROME TURNER
I was working at the Shoe Shine
Parlor. After the verdict, a Mob
grabbed Jesse, wrapped a Chain around
his Neck and dragged him out the
Court House.
CLOSE - 3 SHOT - PATRICE, ODETTA, HAKEEM
CLOSE - JEROME TURNER
JEROME TURNER (CONT'D)
I knew I had to hide.
CUT TO:
INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
DEVIN DAVIS
Ron Stallworth. Are you a White, Non-
Jewish American Citizen?
Flip is breathing hard.
FLIP
Yes.
DEVIN DAVIS
Yes, what?
FLIP
I am a White, Non-Jewish American
Citizen.
CUT TO:
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
CLOSE - PATRICE
Tears roll down her face.
JEROME TURNER (V.O.)
The Attic of the Parlor had a Small
Window and I watched below as The Mob
marched Jesse along Stabbing and
Beating him. Finally, they held Jesse
down and cut his Testicles off in
Front of City Hall.
CLOSE - JEROME TURNER
JEROME TURNER (V.O.) (CONT'D)
The Police and City Officials were
out there just watching like it was a
4th of July Parade.
CUT TO:
INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
Davis looks into Flip's Eyes. Flip returns The Stare.
DEVIN DAVIS
Are you in favor of a White Man's
Government in this Country?
INT. STEAKHOUSE/STORAGE ROOM - DAY
Candles from The Ceremony reflecting in the window in front
of Ron's face as he watches The Madness.
JEROME TURNER (V.O.)
They cut off Jesse's Fingers and
poured Coal Oil over his Bloody Body,
lit a Bonfire and for two hours they
raised and lowered Jesse into the
Flames over and over and over again.
CUT TO:
INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
CLOSE - Flip stands there holding in his emotions.
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
CLOSE - JEROME TURNER
JEROME TURNER (CONT'D)
The Mayor had a Photographer by the
name of Gildersleeve come and take
Pictures of the whole Lynching.
DEVIN DAVIS (O.S.)
Ron Stallworth. Are you willing to
dedicate your Life to the Protection,
Preservation and Advancement of the
White Race?
CUT TO:
PHOTOS OF THE LYNCHING OF JESSE WASHINGTON
Horrific, Barbaric, Simply Unreal!
CUT TO:
INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
Devin Davis holds an Aspergillus in one Hand, a Bowl of Water
in the other Hand. The Inductees drop to their knees.
DEVIN DAVIS (CONT'D)
In Mind, in Body, in Spirit.
Davis sprinkles Water on each Inductee.
CUT TO:
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
More Lynching Photos!!!
JEROME TURNER (V.O.)
The Pictures were sold as Post Cards.
They put Jesse's charred Body in a
Bag and dragged it through Town then
sold what was left of his remains as
Souvenirs.
CUT BACK TO:
INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
CLAPPING and CHEERING from the Audience filled with Pride.
The Inductees on their Feet. The End of The Ceremony.
Wives and Parents are crying with Joy. Children watch.
JEROME TURNER (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Good White Folks cheered and laughed
and had a High Ole' Time. They
estimate close to Fifteen Thousand
people watched it. They brought The
Children out on Lunch hour from
School. All I could do was Watch and
Pray they wouldn't find me.
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
MORE LYNCHING PHOTOS of The Enormous Crowd. No one Hides
their Faces. Everyone is proud to be there.
INT. FREEDOM HOUSE - NIGHT
The Crowd at the Lecture is Destroyed by The Story. People
are Weeping, Tears streaming down faces, Odetta and Hakeem
sit there, stunned. Patrice her Eyes Red with Tears leads the
audience around the room examining the LYNCHING PHOTOS that
are on display.
___ INT. STEAKHOUSE/STORAGE ROOM - DAY
Ron sees Flip's Ceremony completed and goes downstairs.
______INT. PRIVATE ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - NIGHT
The lights are now on, The Candles extinguished, The Hoods
have been removed. Everyone sits watching as D.W. Griffith's
The Birth of a Nation is projected on a Screen. The newly
installed Klansmen and their Families watching the Film with
faces of amazement.
JEROME TURNER (V.O.)(CONT'D)
One of the reasons they did that to
Jesse was that Birth of a Nation
Movie had come out a year before. It
gave The Klan a Rebirth. It was what
was a Big, Big thing back then. Today
what they call a Blockbuster!
Everybody saw it. They say even The
President of The United States,
Woodrow Wilson showed the Movie in
the White House, he said "it was
History written with Lighting".
Davis, Flip, Felix, Ivanhoe, Walter and the others watch
captivated. The Klan riding to the rescue defeating The Black
Beasts!!!
CLOSE - RON
observes it all from the back of the room, the only Black
person there. He is like an Alien from Another Planet.
OMITTED
INT. BANQUET ROOM - STEAKHOUSE - DAY
It's a large space with a long banquet table. Walter welcomes
Davis up to The Head Table podium.
WALTER
Please everyone rise as The Grand
Wizard leads us in a toast.
Davis steps to the podium raising his glass.
DEVIN DAVIS
Look around, today we are privileged
to be among White Men such as
yourselves, Real Warriors for The
Real America, the One Our Ancestors
Fought and Died for.
Everyone's face in the room brightens as Davis fills them all
with inspiration.
DEVIN DAVIS (CONT'D)
We are the True White American Race
the Backbone from whence came Our
Great Southern Heritage. To the USA!
Everyone in the Hall shouts: TO THE USA! Everyone stands,
hoisting their glasses upward. Ron can see Holsters-- on
Belts, on Legs, on Ankles.
Ron's mouth goes agape realizing Everyone in the Room is
Armed.
Devin Davis at the Banquet table shoves a forkful of Prime
Rib into his mouth as he chats casually with Walter and
Jesse.
Felix and Connie sit near The Head Table, eating. Flip sits
on the opposite end. Ron watches as Connie rises from her
seat. She leans down giving Felix a peck on his Cheek.
CLOSE - RON'S POV - CONNIE
leaves the banquet hall and Ron watches her go out the front
door. Felix goes over to Davis, leaning down to greet him.
FELIX
I just want to say how Honored I am
to be in your presence.
They shake hands in the traditional Klan manner.
DEVIN DAVIS
The Honor is Mine.
CLOSE - WALKER
walks through the maze of tables with his second helping of
food when he notices...
CLOSE - WALKER'S POV - FLIP
talking at the table with Walter and Davis. Flip is very
chummy laughing and telling stories with them like old
friends.
Walker stares hard at Flip like he's trying to place him. He
sits next to Felix, still staring at Flip. Walker nods to
himself, speaking quietly.
WALKER
He's a Cop.
FELIX
Who?
WALKER
That Guy.
Felix looks at Flip.
FELIX
Ron?
WALKER
No, the other Guy.
Walker is talking about Flip too.
FELIX
Ron's a Cop?
WALKER
No, his name is Phillip but his
nickname is Flip.
FELIX
Who's Phillip?
Walker looks at Flip as he speaks to Davis.
WALKER
Who's Ron, that's Phillip.
FELIX
What the Fuck are you talking about?
WALKER
That guy was the Cop that sent me
away to Prison for Armed Fucking
Robbery.
Flip eating with Davis.
WALKER (O.S.)
His name is Phillip... Phillip
Zimmerman.
Felix is shocked.
FELIX
What!
WALKER
Yeah, he's a Fuckin' Pig.
FELIX
What's his name?
WALKER
Phillip Zimmerman.
FELIX
Isn't that a Jew name?
WALKER
I don't know... probably.
FELIX
So Ron Stallworth is a Fucking Jew.
WALKER
Coulda' been worse.
Felix looks at him.
WALKER (CONT'D)
Coulda' been a Nigger.
Felix thinks to himself, then looks over at
RON
who is standing not far away from Devin Davis. Ron is
WATCHING
FELIX
and Walker focusing on Flip. The Two, Ron and Felix, share a
long uncomfortable stare. Felix has figured it all out.
FELIX
He's a Nigger.
Walker turns to Felix.
FELIX (CONT'D)
That Cop guarding Davis. Zimmerman is
using his name.
WALKER
Let's tell Davis.
Walker starts to rise, Felix lowers him back.
FELIX
Not now, I'll find the moment.
Felix turns to Connie, whispering, they all then rise. Ron
knows something is askew. He gives Flip a look. Flip sees it
as Ron walks over to Davis.
RON STALLWORTH
...Mr. Davis, a favor to ask.
Nobody's gonna believe me when I tell
them I was your Bodyguard.
Ron holds up a Polaroid Camera.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Care to take a Photo with me?
Davis laughs, looking around the table.
DEVIN DAVIS
I don't see any harm in that. Hey
Jesse... why don't you get in here
too?
Jesse Nayyar, equally amused, walks over. Flip is already out
of his Seat, walking to Ron. Ron glances over seeing
FELIX, WALKER AND CONNIE AT THE BACK DOOR (RON'S POV)
Connie has her purse and Walker hands her a gym bag. Felix
pecks her on the lips. She exits the steakhouse with the gym
bag.
CLOSE - RON
then turns to Flip.
RON STALLWORTH
You mind taking it, Sir?
ANGLE - ROOM
Flip nods and Ron hands him The Polaroid Camera.
Ron walks back and stands in between Davis, THE GRAND WIZARD
and Jesse, THE GRAND DRAGON.
RON (CONT'D)
One... Two... Three!
Right as the Camera Flashes, Ron drapes his arms around both
Davis and Jesse, pulling them in real close. The Polaroid
clicks and spits out the Photo instantly.
Davis is startled for a brief second... then it all happens
in a FLASH.
Davis and Ron spring toward Flip, each making a Mad Dash for
the Photo. Ron grabs it first. Davis lunges to grab the Photo
from Ron's hands but Ron yanks it away. Davis is up in Ron's
Face.
DEVIN DAVIS
Nigger, What the Fuck did you just
do?
RON STALLWORTH
If you lay one Finger on me, I'll
arrest you for assaulting a Police
Officer. That's worth about Five
Years in Prison. Try me. See if I'm
playing.
The Room falls into Dead Silence. Klansmen mouths hang open,
watching their Leaders threatened by a DETECTIVE NIGGER.
Davis gives Ron the most vicious look imaginable.
Ron stares back. It's a SHOWDOWN. Several Men in the Room
have their hands at their Waists, seconds away from drawing
their Guns.
Ron can do only one thing: he smiles.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Thanks for the Photo, Mr. Davis. Big
Fan. God Bless WHITE AMERICA.
Davis shakes his Head in Disgust.
Bikers and others surround Ron. Flip looks wary knowing
something is up. He gets in Ron's face, threatening.
FLIP
Boy you get ya' ass out NOW!
Ron breaks off from the roomful of disdain cutting through
the watching Crowd pushing past Bodies heading toward the
front door. Suddenly, Ron's arm is grabbed...
FELIX (O.S.)
Where's your Patrice?
Ron turns finding Felix holding his arm.
FELIX
Detective Stallworth!
Ron JERKS his arm away heading to the exit.
EXT. STEAKHOUSE/PARKING LOT - DAY
Ron rushes through the Lot hopping in his unmarked Car.
INT. RON'S CAR - DAY
Ron throws the Car into gear. He Yells into his Radio.
RON STALLWORTH
Attention all Units. Be on the
lookout for a White Pickup with a
"White Pride" Bumper Sticker. License
plate: KE-4108.
Ron guns it down the street.
RON STALLWORTH
Request Backup. FREEDOM HOUSE.
INT. STEAKHOUSE - DAY
Walker and Felix sit on both sides of Flip. Flip grins at
them, then does a double take at Walker, who stares at him.
FELIX
Ron, I believe you know my friend.
Flip stares at Walker playing it totally cool.
FLIP
No, I don't believe we've ever met.
WALKER
It's been a few years.
FLIP
No, sorry, I can't place you.
DEVIN DAVIS
Did you Guys go to School together?
WALKER
No, I went to a Private School in
Leavenworth, Kansas.
FELIX
Isn't that where the Prison is?
WALKER
Matter a fact it is.
Walker looks at Flip, who says nothing.
FELIX
You know something about that. Don't
you, Flip?
Felix's eyes burn into Flip, who doesn't flinch. Suddenly,
Josh the Waiter interrupts.
JOSH
There's an emergency phone call in
the Lobby for a -- Felix Kendrickson.
Felix rises.
FELIX
Don't say another word.
I'll be right back. Flip.
Felix walks off. Walker watches him leave turning to Flip,
who plays it cool. A confused Davis observes it all.
EXT. PHONE BOOTH - DAY - INTERCUT
ANGLE - FREEDOM HOUSE
Across the street from the Freedom House, a nervous Connie is
on the phone clearly rattled.
CONNIE
Jesus! They've got Cops everywhere
here! Somebody tipped them off.
A Police Cruiser drives past.
CONNIE (CONT'D)
My God there goes another one!
154A INT. STEAKHOUSE - LOBBY - DAY - INTERCUT
Felix talks to her from the Lobby of The Steakhouse trying to
keep their conversation private.
FELIX
All right, calm down, we planned for
this. We'll go to Plan B. Okay?
CONNIE
Okay... Plan B.
FELIX
You can do this. All right. I'll be
right there.
CONNIE
All right... Love You.
Dial tone. Felix has already hung up. She hangs up.
INT. STEAK HOUSE/LOBBY - DAY
Felix eyes Walker at the table with Flip and Davis. Felix
waves to Walker. Ivanhoe sees Felix and rushes to join them.
WALKER
Excuse me Mister Davis.
Walker reluctantly leaves.
DEVIN DAVIS
What was all that about? And why did
he keep calling you Flip?
FLIP
We were in Prison together. Years
ago. It's an inside joke.
Davis nods, concerned.
DEVIN DAVIS
I hope everything's all right?
FLIP
Yeah, but I think he may have
violated his Parole. Excuse me...
Flip stands watching Felix and Gang exit the Steakhouse.
EXT. ACADEMY BOULEVARD - DAY
Ron's Car weaves in between Traffic driving like crazy.
EXT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY
Ron zooms up to Freedom House SCREECHING to a stop! The event
is over. There are a few people outside conversing after the
event. Ron sees Hakeem and jumps out of the car.
RON STALLWORTH
Where's Patrice???
HAKEEM
Patrice and Odetta took Mister
Hopkins to his Hotel.
Ron jumps back in his Ride and burns rubber heading to
Patrice's place!
INT. IVANHOE'S CAR - DAY
Ivanhoe speeds toward Patrice's House with Felix in the
passenger seat and Walker hovering over them in the rear.
OMITTED
EXT. PATRICE'S HOUSE - DAY
Connie drives up. She sits there for a long moment staring at
Patrice's House. Connie decides. She gets out of the Car
carrying her purse. She looks like an Avon lady coming to
call. She walks up on Patrice's porch looking around. She
CAREFULLY SETS
CLOSE - HER PURSE
down by a pillar on the porch and slowly removes the Bomb.
She opens the mailbox to place the Bomb. She nervously flips
the toggle switch when she sees...
ANGLE - STREET
Patrice drives up. Flustered, Connie grabs her purse to put
the Bomb back inside while looking at Patrice and Odetta
getting out of the Car and getting Groceries from the trunk.
Patrice talks to Odetta, not noticing Connie. Connie quickly
leaves the porch striding to her car sweating, crazy nervous.
Patrice and Odetta talk, entering her House.
CLOSE - CONNIE
briskly moves toward the rear of Patrice's Car.
ANGLE - STREET
Ron whips around the corner seeing Connie through the
windshield! He SCREECHES to a stop!
Connie tries to nonchalantly head back to her vehicle.
Ron jumps out the car yelling!
RON STALLWORTH
CSPD! Stay where you are!
Connie looks back at Ron, increasing her pace.
RON STALLWORTH(CONT'D)
Don't move!!!
Connie breaks into a run. Ron dashes after her grabbing her
as she opens the Pick Up Truck door.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Where's that Bomb? Did you place it!
The Two fight as she SCREAMS, scratching and clawing at Ron.
The Fight moves from the Pick Up Truck as he throws her down
on the grass of a near by lawn, subduing the SCREAMING
Connie.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Where is it!!!
Ron reaches back for his handcuffs...
CSPD OFFICER BRICKHOUSE
Freeze!
Ron looks right and OFFICER BRICKHOUSE has his Gun pointed at
him. Then looks left finding OFFICER MYERS, also White, 30's,
has his revolver aimed at him.
CSPD OFFICER BRICKHOUSE (CONT'D)
Get off her!
Ron slowly rises up off Connie, gradually turning to them.
With his hands raised you can see Ron's shoulder holster and
38 CALIBER SNUB-NOSE. Officer Myers sees it!
CSPD OFFICER MYERS
He's got a Gun!
RON STALLWORTH
I'm a Cop! I'm a COP!!!
Connie springs up from the lawn! Pleading like crazy to the
cops!
CONNIE
He attacked me! That Nigger attacked
me, he tried to Rape me! Arrest him!
Myers and Brickhouse look at each other, unsure.
RON STALLWORTH
I'm Undercover!!!
CSPD OFFICER BRICKHOUSE
Show me your badge!
Ron goes to reach in his pocket but the two Officers make
aggressive moves with their Guns! Ron catches himself! He
doesn't want to get shot! He decides to just tell them.
RON STALLWORTH
It's in my pocket.
CONNIE
You gonna believe this lying Nigger
or me?
CSPD OFFICER MYERS
Get on the ground!
RON STALLWORTH
I'm a Cop goddammit! She's got a
Bomb! She's a Terrorist!
CSPD OFFICER MYERS
Get on the ground NOW!!!
Ron slowly lowers down to his knees and the two Cops push him
face down on the street! Felix drives up with Ivanhoe and
Walker in the back seat.
ANGLE - STREET
Felix has pulled up next to Patrice's Volkswagen Beetle.
INT./EXT. CAR - DAY
FELIX
Gimme' a detonator.
Walker unzips his Bag quickly handing a Detonator to Felix.
ANGLE - DOWN THE STREET
Ron yells at the Cops trying to explain!
RON STALLWORTH
THAT WOMAN HAS A BOMB SHE'S TRYING TO
BLOW THAT HOUSE UP!
ANGLE - PATRICE'S HOUSE
Patrice hearing the commotion steps out on the porch with
Odetta.
Ivanhoe sees Patrice on the porch.
IVANHOE
There she is! Do it!
ANGLE - DOWN THE STREET
RON STALLWORTH
PATRICE!
Officer Myers jabs Ron in the Belly with his Nightstick. Ron
doubles over.
CLOSE - PATRICE
PATRICE
Ron???
CLOSE - FELIX
FELIX
You're Dead Black Bitch.
ANGLE - PATRICE'S HOUSE
Patrice looks at Felix.
CLOSE - RON
recovering from the blow SCREAMS to her!
RON STALLWORTH
RUN!!! RUN!!! RUN!!!
ANGLE - STREET
Connie finally sees Felix in the car. Felix sees her, nods.
She then sees that they are parked... NEXT TO PATRICE'S
CAR!!! Connie runs to Felix, screaming!
CONNIE
NO!!! FELIX!!! NO!!! FELIX!!!
Felix pushes the Button!
THE BOMB
is attached to the inside of the wheel well of Patrice's car.
PATRICE'S CAR
EXPLODES! THEN IT BLOWS UP FELIX'S CAR NEXT TO IT!!! A double
explosion!!! THE IMPACT BLOWS OUT WINDOWS EVERYWHERE! Patrice
and Odetta are knocked to the ground. Connie is hurled to the
street! Glass and car parts flying! Ron and the Cops are
ROCKED by the force of the HUGE BLAST!
THE TWO CARS TOTALLY DESTROYED! ENGULFED IN FLAMES!!!
Connie on her knees on the street, weeping!
RON STILL HANDCUFFED
through the smoke and flames is able to make eye contact with
Patrice, on the steps of her porch. She is shaken but all
right. SIRENS in the distance heading toward them!
ANGLE - STREET
Flip drives up in a fury and jumps out and holds up his
BADGE.
FLIP
Hey, you fucking idiots!!! We're
undercover.
Officers Brickhouse and Myers lower their guns.
CLOSE - RON STALLWORTH
RON STALLWORTH
YOU'RE LATE.
CLOSE - FLIP
Flip smiles.
OMITTED
OMITTED
INT. DIVE BAR - NIGHT
The place is full of Off Duty Cops and their Girlfriends, a
few Wives but mainly Cops drinking and having a good time.
Ron is in the corner talking with Patrice. They are sharing a
drink looking very intimate. Ron sees something.
RON STALLWORTH
Jeezus Christ.
PATRICE
What?
RON STALLWORTH
Your Boyfriend.
Patrice turns and sees.
PATRICE
Oh My God.
Master Patrolman Landers nears them with a Beer in his hand.
LANDERS
Who's da' Soul Sistah, Stallworth?
You been holding out on me.
Patrice stares at him with contempt.
PATRICE
You don't remember me do you?
Landers stares at her.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
Kwame Ture.
Landers doesn't know who that is.
PATRICE (CONT'D)
Stokely Carmichael.
LANDERS
Oh Yeah, Yeah, you looked good that
night but you look even better now.
PATRICE
How often do you do that to Black
People?
LANDERS
Do what?
PATRICE
Pull us over for nothing. Harass us.
Put your hands all over a Woman in
the guise of searching her. Call us
everything but A Child of God.
LANDERS
I don't know what you're talking
about.
RON STALLWORTH
It's like what I told you. He just
likes taking advantage but in the end
he's All Hat and No Cattle.
Landers looks around then leans in close to Patrice and Ron.
He speaks softly issuing a deadly threat.
LANDERS
Let me tell you both something, I've
been keeping you People in line in
this City for years. What I did to
your Girl that night, I can do to any
of you, Anytime, Anyplace. That's my
prerogative. I can even Bust a Cap in
ya Black Ass if I feel like it and
nuthin' will be done about it. Get
it? Wish the both of you got blown up
instead of Good White Folks.
Master Patrolman Landers raises up.
RON STALLWORTH
Ohhh, I get it.
Ron looks at Patrice.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
You get it, Patrice?
PATRICE
Oh, I totally and completely get it.
Landers looks confused with their response.
RON STALLWORTH
Good.
Ron turns toward the Bar and shouts.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
You get it, Flip?
Behind the Bar, Flip leans out from the back room waving to
Ron wearing Headphones recording The Conversation.
FLIP
Oh, We got it! We got it all!
Ron stands removing his Shirt revealing The Wire he is
wearing. Master Patrolman Landers is in shock.
RON STALLWORTH
You get it, Chief?
Sgt. Trapp appears taking the Beer from Landers' hand turning
him around putting Handcuffs on him. Chief Bridges comes from
the back nearing Landers. The two lock eyes.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Oh, I really, really get it. You're
under arrest for Police Misconduct,
Sexual Misconduct and Police
Brutality.
Sgt. Trapp and the Chief usher Master Patrolman Landers, who
is babbling like a Fool out of The Bar reading him his
rights.
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - DAY
Ron, walking taller than usual, steps inside The Unit. Some
of his Colleagues notice and give him a Low-Key Ovation. At
his Desk is Flip, who is in Great Spirits.
FLIP
There he is... Man of the Minute.
RON STALLWORTH
... not an Hour?
Ron smiles, gives Fives all around. They all share a laugh.
FLIP (CONT'D)
That Polaroid Stunt you pulled? When
you threw your Arms around them, I
swear to God I almost Shit myself!
RON STALLWORTH
Told you, Ron was born ready.
FLIP
Born ready is Ron.
Sgt. Trapp steps out of his Office.
SGT. TRAPP
There's The Crazy Son of a Bitch!!!
Trapp gives Ron a Bear Hug.
SGT. TRAPP (CONT'D)
You did good.
RON STALLWORTH
Sarge. We did good.
Ron and Flip eyes meet, bonded.
SGT. TRAPP
Chief wants to see you Guys.
Flip nudges Ron.
FLIP
Hey... early promotion?
Ron smiles.
INT. OFFICE OF THE CHIEF OF POLICE - DAY
Ron, Flip, and Sgt. Trapp sit opposite Chief Bridges.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Again, I can't commend you enough for
what you've achieved. You know there
was not a Single Cross Burning the
entire time you were involved?
RON STALLWORTH
I'm aware.
CHIEF BRIDGES
But all good things must come to an
end...
Sgt. Trapp shakes his head, resigned.
RON STALLWORTH
What does that mean?
Ron and Flip look at each other, stunned.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Budget Cuts.
FLIP
Budget Cuts?
CHIEF BRIDGES
Inflation... I wish I had a choice.
My hands are tied. Besides, it looks
like there are no longer any tangible
Threats...
RON STALLWORTH
...Sounds like we did too good a job.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Not a Bad Legacy to leave.
Bridges takes a deliberate pause. Then, THE Sucker Punch...
CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT'D)
And I need you, Ron Stallworth, to
destroy all Evidence of this
Investigation.
RON STALLWORTH
Excuse me?
FLIP
This is total Horseshit.
CHIEF BRIDGES
We prefer that The Public never knew
about this Investigation.
Ron and Flip are heated. Sgt. Trapp is silent but gutted.
RON STALLWORTH
If they found out...
CHIEF BRIDGES
...Cease all further contact with The
Ku Klux Klan. Effective immediately.
That goes for Flip too. Ron
Stallworth...
RON STALLWORTH
This is some Fucked up Bullshit.
CHIEF BRIDGES
Take a week off. Go on vacation with
your Girlfriend. We'll hold down The
Fort until you get back. Get you
another assignment...Narcotics.
Ron storms out.
INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - DAY
Ron reflects as he feeds Investigation documents in a
Shredder. The documents shred into pieces. Just then, the
Undercover Phone Line rings on Ron's desk.
Ron stares at the Phone, still ringing. He looks at The
Documents in his hand, about to feed them into The Shredder.
Ron stops. Throws The Documents in a Folder. Sweeps some
Folders into his Briefcase. Leaves as The Phone still rings.
EXT. COLORADO SPRINGS POLICE DEPARTMENT BUILDING - DAY
Ron is walking fast now, trying to make it out of The
Building with The Evidence but he remembers something.
He stops, turns back.
INT. INTELLIGENCE DIVISION - CSPD - DAY
Ron sits at his Desk, on The Undercover Phone Line. Flip,
Jimmy and Sgt. Trapp are behind, both close enough to listen,
giggling.
RON STALLWORTH
I'm sorry we didn't get to spend more
One-on-One time together.
INT. DEVIN DAVIS OFFICE - DAY
INTERCUT RON, FLIP, AND TRAPP WITH DEVIN DAVIS:
DEVIN DAVIS
Well, that tragic event. I had just
met those Fine Brothers in the cause.
RON STALLWORTH
Our Chapter is just shaken to the
core. And poor Connie not only does
she lose her Husband but she's facing
a healthy Prison Sentence.
DEVIN DAVIS
My God. And then there was that one
Nigger Detective who threatened me.
RON STALLWORTH
Goddamn Coloreds sure know how to
spoil a Celebration.
Flip and Jimmy snort. Ron holds in a Belly-Laugh.
DEVIN DAVIS
Christ. You can say that again.
Ron cracks up into his Hand. Sgt. Trapp is wheezing-- his
Face Bright Pink. Flip is laughing hard in the background.
RON STALLWORTH
Can I ask you something? That Nigger
Detective who gave you a hard time?
Ever get his name?
DEVIN DAVIS
No, I...
RON STALLWORTH
...Are-uh you sure you don't know who
he is? Are-uh you absolutely sure?
Davis looks at his Phone. Ron takes out his SMALL NOTE PAD
out revealing a list of Racial epitaphs he had written down
being on this Investigation. He reads from it to Davis on the
phone.
ANGLE - SPLIT SCREEN
Ron Stallworth and Devin Davis.
RON STALLWORTH (CONT'D)
Cuz' dat Niggah Coon, Gator Bait,
Spade, Spook, Sambo, Spear Flippin',
Jungle Bunny, Mississippi Wind
Chime...Detective is Ron Stallworth
you Redneck, Racist Peckerwood Small
Dick Motherfucker!!!
CLICK. Ron SLAM DUNKS THE RECEIVER LIKE SHAQ.
CLOSE - DEVIN DAVIS
Devin Davis's Jaw Drops.
INT. INTELLIGENCE DIVISION - CSPD - DAY
THE WHOLE OFFICE EXPLODES IN LAUGHTER. COPS ARE ROLLING ON
THE OFFICE FLOOR.
INT. RON'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN - NIGHT
Folders of Evidence sit on The Kitchen Table in a stack in
front of Ron. He sips his Lipton Tea and removes from the
FILES THE
CLOSE - POLAROID
Ron hugged up, between Devin Davis and Jesse Nayyar. He then
looks at The Klan Membership Card shifting in his hands, his
gaze fixated on the words.
CLOSE - Ron Stallworth
KKK Member in Good Standing
Patrice comes up from behind.
CLOSE - PATRICE
She pulls out a small handgun from her pocketbook.
2 - SHOT - PATRICE AND RON
PATRICE (O.S.)
Have you Resigned from The KKK?
RON STALLWORTH
Affirmative.
PATRICE
Have you handed in your Resignation
as a Undercover Detective for The
Colorado Springs Police Department?
RON STALLWORTH
Negative. Truth be told I've always
wanted to be a Cop...and I'm still
for The Liberation for My People.
PATRICE
My Conscience won't let me Sleep with
The Enemy.
RON STALLWORTH
Enemy? I'm a Black Man that saved
your life.
PATRICE
You're absolutely right, and I Thank
you for it.
Patrice Kisses Ron on the cheek. Good Bye. WE HEAR a KNOCK on
Ron's DOOR. Ron, who is startled, slowly rises. We HEAR
another KNOCK.
QUICK FLASHES - of a an OLD TIME KLAN RALLY. Ron moves
quietly to pull out his SERVICE REVOLVER from the COUNTER
DRAWER. WE HEAR ANOTHER KNOCK on the DOOR. Patrice stands
behind him.
QUICK FLASHES - BLACK BODY HANGING FROM A TREE (STRANGE
FRUIT) Ron slowly moves to the DOOR. Ron has his SERVICE
REVOLVER up and aimed ready to fire. Ron swings open the
DOOR.
ANGLE - HALLWAY
CU - RON'S POV
WE TRACK DOWN THE EMPTY HALLWAY PANNING OUT THE WINDOW.
CLOSE - RON AND PATRICE
Looking in the distance: The Rolling Hills surrounding The
Neighborhood lead towards Pike's Peak, which sits on the
horizon like a King on A Throne.
WE SEE: Something Burning.
CLOSER-- WE SEE a CROSS, its Flames dancing, sending embers
into The BLACK, Colorado Sky.
OMITTED
EXT. UVA CAMPUS - NIGHT
WE SEE FOOTAGE of NEO-NAZIS, ALT RIGHT, THE KLAN, NEO-
CONFEDERATES AND WHITE NATIONALISTS MARCHING, HOLDING UP
THEIR TIKI TORCHES, CHANTING.
AMERICAN TERRORISTS
YOU WILL NOT REPLACE US!!!
JEWS WILL NOT REPLACE US!!!
BLOOD AND SOIL!!!
CUT TO BLACK.
FINI.
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