30% of the precincts in South Dakota
have McCarthy and Senator Kennedy in a dead heat.
(people groaning)
RADIO NEWSMAN: ...large gallery, including several FBI agents...
How long has it been since you've slept?
(chuckles )
I'm tellin' you, man,
there better be some Cabinet positions in this for us.
I got dibs on Secretary of State.
Hey, you can have it.
I want something with a little lower profile.
Like Secretary of Transportation.
Sounds a little boring,
but if that's what you want, you can ask the man yourself.
(chuckles ): Okay, I will.
He specifically asked to meet you.
He wants to thank you for all your help on the campaign.
You're... kidding, right?
He sent word with the advance team.
He asked to meet you.
( radio continues in background)
(chuckles ): Yeah, you're okay.
ANNOUNCER: Robert Kennedy and some people
who aren't registered this year.
ANNOUNCER: In ten years, these Americans will inherit
the problems we don't solve today.
It's suggested that, in the next several decades,
that people are gonna start having to wear gas masks
in New York City because, uh, the air's becoming so polluted.
750 pounds of refuse, uh, you breathe every year.
And the same thing is true, to a lesser degree, in cities
all across the United States.
That will spread to the rural areas, as well,
unless we stop it.
There are things we can do about automobiles;
there are laws that we can pass about, uh, dumping
and, uh, throwing refuse in lakes and streams,
and into the air.
Industry must do something, and then individual citizens.
And then the demand,
the interest that all of you might take in it.
And I think that's what's going to make
the difference in this country.
(people conversing, water splashing)
Mm. I look fat.
You're not fat, I'm fat.
Well, I feel fat.
Maybe it's your swimsuit.
So you do think I look fat.
I didn't say that.
You're being passive-aggressive.
Please don't do that.
-Don't do what? -I mean it.
All that headshrinker gibberish.
I never thought you needed to be fixed in the first place.
It was your idea for me to go.
Because you were sad.
It's called depression, Sam.
(whispers ): Would you keep your voice down, please.
(whispers loudly): It's called depression.
I don't understand what you have to be depressed about.
What do you talk about in there, anyway?
Well, most of the time, my depression.
(chuckles )
Is it me?
Samantha, sweetheart, no.
It's me.
How's your personal relationship with God comin' along?
It's beautiful.
You?
Me and the Big G are solid, my brother.
We have to get more of this stuff.
I know.
Planet of the Apes.
(laughs )
Planet of the Apes on acid would be cool.
Look...
I'm having trouble with...
I'm not sure about this.
About what we're doing.
William.
No, l-I can't help feeling
that I'm taking something away from you.
Something sacred.
I mean, you should only get married once, like our parents.
It's not frivolous.
It's not disposable.
Look, I'm okay with this.
I'm okay with it in my heart and in my head.
And you're not taking anything away from me.
This is my choice, William.
Christ, Diane, l-I created a rift
between you and your father.
My father has a problem with you, not with me.
Well, that makes me feel better.
He's a stubborn man.
Well, look on the bright side...
be getting 135 bucks a month until the annulment.
(whispers ): What if I don't want an annulment?
What?
(mellow rock intro plays )
# Tuesday #
# Afternoon #
# I'm just beginning to see #
# Now I'm on my way #
# I doesn't matter to me #
# Chasing the clouds away #
# Something #
Excuse me, miss.
# Calls to me #
We do have 24-hour room service.
# The trees are drawing me near #
# I've got to find out why #
So where are you from?
Czechoslovakia.
# Those gentle voices I hear... #
That's near the Soviet Union, right?
Have you got a map?
This is a kitchen, not a library.
Man, when was the last time you had something to eat?
I don't remember.
Slow down.
You're making me nervous.
Czechoslovakia, that's a, um...
Communist country, right?
Socialist.
Socialist, Communist.
I really don't know too much about that stuff.
Maybe you should pick up a newspaper sometime,
you wouldn't need a map to find Czechoslovakia.
Well, wherever it is...
I don't understand why you kill so many of your own people.
Really?
So, what do you think you are doing in Vietnam?
So, you want the same as last night,
or something a little special for the senator?
Ah, you know, I don't care, as long as it stays out of my face.
Okay.
I have something in mind.
I suppose you're past getting nervous for a show.
You know, the only thing that I get nervous about...
is whether anybody's gonna show up or not.
You're Virginia Fallon.
Of course they'll show.
Yeah, but, you know, I'm getting older...
and...
people don't care about you as much when you get older.
Look at you. You look terrific.
Yeah.
But you know how they call women
"tootsie" or...
"cupcake"?
Anyone ever call you "Twinkie"?
No.
That's right.
And I guarantee you
no one will ever call you Twinkie.
(giggling)
You know why?
Because we don't have
the same shelf life as a Twinkie.
We're like melting...
ice cream cones.
You know what?
I was wondering, like, exactly, I was thinking,
"When did I grow that flat spot on my ass?"
(playing lively jazz)
-(song ends ) -TIM: Very nice, fellas.
Hey, you want to sit in, Mr. Fallon?
No, no, no. I don't play anymore.
Come on, once a drummer... Come play some music with us.
-Come on up, Tim. -Come on, man. Go with it, man.
-Come on. Let's hear it. -Get up here.
What do the guys got up?
I think we have, uh, "Don't Jive Me Now."
I know that one.
All right!
A-one, two, three, four.
(band plays mellow jazz tune)
# #
So you can listen to the game tonight.
(gasps, chuckles ): Oh-ho...
Miguel.
Eh, just don't let Timmons catch you with it, all right?
Thank you.
Thank you, man.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
(muted trumpet solo plays )
You know, I never could sing.
-Couldn't carry a tune. -Ah...
Not even a Christmas carol.
That's fantastic.
My husband was always trying to get me to sing.
Make a little joke.
Mm-hmm.
At my expense, I suppose.
(slurring): You know, we're all whores.
All of us.
Just some of us get paid.
(implements clattering)
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
No, that wasn't very nice.
That's fine.
Yeah.
I'm a drunk.
I'm an awful drunk.
(sighs )
I really am.
And I'm an awful person sometimes.
And you seem like a really...
You seem like a really nice lady.
You know, you've been really nice to me, too.
You have, you've been really nice with me.
(ice clinking in glass )
And I'm sorry.
You don't deserve that.
(softly): Hey.
(gentle, melancholy theme plays )
(slurring): I try to do better.
I do. I try to do better, and...
somehow I just don't do better.
Tonight's a big night. I'm introducing the senator.
Tim's very excited about that.
That I'm introducing the senator.
(Perry Como's "Magic Moments" playing)
# Magic #
-# Moments... # -I can't decide.
Those shoes are beautiful, sir, and they fit her well.
Fine. I'll take those.
Do you want to put 'em on first, walk around a little bit?
You don't need to know how they feel?
It's not about how they feel, Jack, it's about how they look.
And they look fabulous.
Okay.
I'll ring 'em up, sir.
# Feel I'm going back #
# To Massachusetts #
What have we done?
What do you mean?
(laughs ): What if Dwayne is right and Kennedy loses?
We can all forget it, man.
I'm 19, Jimmy. I don't want to go to Vietnam.
(laughs ): Do you?
No.
I mean, 'cause we fucked off today, Jim.
You know, we fucked off.
We should've done what we were supposed to do.
Coop, it's okay.
It's just two guys knocking on doors.
No, it isn't. McCarthy in New Hampshire
came within 230 votes of Johnson.
230 votes.
We could've knocked on 230 doors today.
I've knocked on well over a hundred by myself!
Okay. You know what, if it makes you feel better,
we can go out, and the polls will be open for...
It's too late now. It's too goddamn late.
Yes, it is. Yes, it is.
We can't do anything anymore. It's too late!
I feel like we should personally apologize to the man.
We should apologize for not doing our part.
What if we cost him the election, man?!
Calm down, man. You're freakin' me out.
-He's fine. -I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Are you still high from the acid?
No.
Maybe a little.
We didn't order this.
You guys got to eat something.
Why's that?
# ...Place I have seen... #
(whispers ): Is this the first time you two have turned on?
(laughs quietly)
Oh, come on, fellas, your pupils are like saucers.
Wh-What do you know? You're from Iowa.
Ohio.
What, you think California's the only place people drop acid?
(whispers ): Was I that obvious?
Got to break her in.
Okay.
Daryl.
What can I do for you?
REPORTER: Kennedy says if he doesn't win California,
he will drop out of the race for president.
Oregon voters have given...
Jack?
What?
Do you think I'm more Jackie or more Ethel?
What do you mean?
If you had to pick one,
who would I be more like, style-wise:
Jackie Bouvier or Ethel?
Are you serious?
Play along. And you have to pick one.
Samantha.
What?
When do you feel like Samantha?
Oh, I don't know.
Oh, Jack, it was just a little game.
Come on, it was a game.
What?
Can't keep track.
Of what?
I can't keep track of you.
I'm right here.
You are now.
Samantha.
You're more than the shoes on your feet
or the designer dress on your back.
You're more than the purse you carry
or the money inside.
You and I are more
than the stuff, more than the things in our lives.
Somewhere between our things and our stuff is us.
I don't want to lose us.
I don't want to lose us either.
# #
PAUL: Knock, knock, knock.
Hello.
So do you work here, young lady?
Well, somebody has to bring home the bacon.
Aha! You finally admit it.
I am underpaid and undervalued.
ANNOUNCER (over radio): Gilliam even with the bag at third.
Parker doing a little housecleaning
down there at first base.
And Drysdale looks in to Haller.
Don into his windup, the pitch to Pena.
Bunt attempt is missed.
Oh and one.
(crowd cheering)
Shit.
ANNOUNCER: Larry Jackson on deck.
No balls and one strike, the count to Roberto Pena.
ANNOUNCER: Don working quickly.
What inning?
...and the strike one pitch.
Breaking ball over the outside...
Bottom of the fourth.
No hits for Pittsburgh so far.
ANNOUNCER: It took so long to come to this moment.
May 14: a rather uneventful one-to-nothing score.
May 18: a one-to-nothing score.
May 22: people started to talk; a two-to-nothing score.
May 26: they began to think about it seriously.
And there's a ground ball up along the first-base line, foul.
Still oh and...
Did you fire Daryl Timmons today?
Yep. He's a racist, among other things.
What's she like, Paul?
Pardon me?
The woman that you're sleeping with.
What's she like?
I don't know what you're talking about.
We don't do this.
Other people do this, Paul, but we don't do this.
(quiet, melancholy theme plays )
You know, people tell me all the time
how... lucky I am to be married to you.
How wonderful you are.
And I agree.
I say, "Yes...
"he's wonderful.
"Yes...
I am lucky."
Not because I have to.
(blows )
Because I want to.
'Cause you are wonderful.
And...
And so much more.
You're...
You're... (sighs )
(scissors slowly snipping)
You're strong.
You're a wonderful father to those kids.
(quietly): Oh, God.
# #
(grunts )
-Oh, whoa! -Whoa, whoa!
-Ebbers, you son of a bitch! -Come on.
-Put 'em up! -Calm down!
-(grunting, people shouting) -Stop it.
You don't have to wait till the end of the week!
I wasn't planning on it!
-All right. -All right.
Easy. Easy!
Calm down.
(speaking Spanish)
All right, back to work.
NELSON: I wish I could stay.
No, you cherish the fact there's still someone at home
who worries about you and, uh, cares about you.
-Cheers for the Scotch. -Oh, good.
We'll do that more often.
Yeah.
Makes me feel like I still have a pair.
(laughs )
Of course, our game is another matter.
Yeah, well, you know, perhaps tomorrow will be
more forgiving.
You've always...
always beat me at chess, John,
-Yeah. -and you always will.
That's why you play me.
Perhaps you're right.
And tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.
Good night.
Sleep well.
Say hello to Dorothy.
Yes, I will.
Good night.
Evening, Mr. Casey.
Hey, Morris, how 'bout a coffee and a bite to eat in the cafe?
Ah, I've-I've got cats to feed.
Don't you have a home to go to, John?
(chuckles )
-See you tomorrow. -Good night.
(car horn honking)
(people talking excitedly)
-He stepped out. -Get a picture right there.
-I got it. I got it. -He's there?
-Senator Kennedy? -Senator! Senator!
-Senator Kennedy, this way. -Please, stand back.
-Oh, that's him! -Hello, sir.
Nice to meet you.
(people talking excitedly)
Senator Kennedy.
Welcome to the Ambassador Hotel, sir.
Thank you very much.
-Senator, this way! -Please, right this way, sir!
Follow us, sir.
Right this way.
-Sir... -Senator, this way.
ANNOUNCER: This is a CBS News special report
on the California primary.
Here is Walter Cronkite.
Well, as we said a moment ago,
the count may be rather slow from California tonight.
The voting out there offers unusual complexities,
not only in the manner of counting this year
for the first time, but in the very process of balloting.
CBS News correspondent Mike Wallace, at our studios here,
can perhaps give us a little explanation
of that voting and the way it's being tallied. Mike?
The actual, uh, vote tabulation, Walter,
is going to be extremely slow, tonight, in California.
A large part of the state,
including the 7,000 precincts in Los Angeles County
are using new automated voting equipment,
where the ballots are counted by computers.
Now, although on the face of it,
that would seem to indicate a faster count,
the fact is that the new voting system is going to be slower
in the count.
(people talking excitedly)
Hello, David.
Hey, Wade.
WADE: So, Dwayne...
you ready to meet the next President of the United States?
(Wade chuckles )
Come on, he's not gonna bite ya.
Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that.
(chuckles )
(exhales )
Okay.
Go get him. You'll be fine.
WALLACE: ...sample of 89 precincts,
which, together, represent closely
to where the state votes and polls.
As soon as returns are available from those 89...
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
-the Coconut Grove -(drumroll)
proudly presents the lovely,
the talented, the incomparable Virginia Fallon.
(applause)
(cymbal crash)
(cheering and applause)
Thank you. Thank you.
(band playing intro to "Louie, Louie")
Oh, yeah.
# Louie, Louie #
# Oh, oh... #
# I got to go #
# Louie, Louie #
# Oh, oh... #
# I got to go... #
(slow, soulful theme playing)
# #
(choir singing) # Ooh... #
# Never gonna break my faith #
# Ooh... #
# Ooh, ooh... #
# Never gonna break my faith #
# Ooh... #
# Ooh, ooh... #
# Ooh... #
ANNOUNCER: Swung on, a ground ball wide of third.
It's Blair, has the chance.
-# Never gonna break my faith # -He's done it!
# Ooh... #
# Ooh, ooh... #
# Never gonna break my faith #
(slowly fading): # Faith, ooh... #
(car horns honking)
(people chattering)
Spring, 1946.
The last free election in my country.
And yet the Communists still took power.
That's not what you asked, Mr. Buckley!
The Iron Curtain is coming down.
Dubcek favors greater relations with the West.
He's the man of the people, like Senator Kennedy.
I am not going to write a propaganda piece.
After the senator's speech in the Embassy Ballroom,
there will be a private press conference in the Colonial Room.
I will see to it that you have the proper credentials.
You have your five minutes, Miss Janacek.
Thank you.
(chuckles )
Thank you, Mr. Buckley! Thank you so much!
Please slow down.
I can barely walk in these silly shoes.
But they look fabulous.
(lively pop music playing)
I don't know your birthday.
August 3.
I don't know a lot about you, Diane.
Your favorite food, your favorite color.
I don't know your favorite book or movie.
I don't even know if your belly button
is an innie or an outie.
An innie.
But I'm surprised you didn't know that.
(both laugh quietly)
-Whew! - Apurate! Apurate!
-Man! - Chingale, man, you think
they could use the same glasses more than once?
It is packed in there.
There's got to be over a thousand people.
MIGUEL: Rapido, rapido!
Gentlemen. How was it out there?
It was fantastic.
Yeah, we dropped acid and went to the movies.
Planet of the Apes on acid?
You got to try it, it's...
(chuckles )
Tidings of great joy.
Test one, two. Test one, two.
(tape rewinding)
Ladies and gentlemen, could I have your attention, please?
Please, ladies and gentlemen, could I have your attention?
We have an announcement that we would like to make.
With 16% of precincts now reporting...
Why don't you go ahead and read this?
Future Secretary of Transportation,
Dwayne Clark, ladies and gentlemen.
(applause, cheering, whistling)
With over 16% of the precincts now reporting...
I recognize his voice.
He's cute.
Hey... my love life is the one that needs some attention.
...of the United States,
Senator Robert F. Kennedy.
(cheering and applause)
You look wonderful.
-Thank you. -(laughs )
Let's see 'em.
-Good girl. -Thanks.
This must be the... the lucky man.
Miriam, meet my husband, William.
-Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.
Sorry. Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Excuse me...
Excuse me.
Aren't you a little young to be Secretary of Transportation?
I'm gonna strangle him.
I recognize your voice.
Really. Do you work for the FBI?
You're the young brother
from 506 that's always yelling and always angry.
I'd recognize it anywhere.
So you do work for the FBI.
I'm a switchboard operator for the hotel.
Patricia.
What's your name, angry young brother?
Dwayne.
I'm not always angry.
MIGUEL: I need another box.
Jose, come on with the box.
I'm-I'm coming.
Excuse me. Excuse me. I'm coming.
How in the hell are we supposed to work
with all these people here?
I don't know, but I ain't never seen
so many white people in the kitchen before.
(laughing)
-Hey, Susan. -Hey.
How are my little drug addicts?
I don't think I have ever seen you out of your uniform.
But we've both fantasized about it before.
He's still high.
-He's still high. -No, I'm not.
Yes, you are.
You're the one who's still high.
I'm a stockbroker.
I'm an artist.
As well as a patron of the arts.
She bought a painting of a can of soup last month.
A can of soup.
JACK: Mm-hmm. I think it was Campbell's tomato.
-Yes. -No, onion.
Tomato.
She says tomato, I say onion.
It's an original Warhol.
Do you know he was shot yesterday?
And probably by someone who sobered up and realized
they paid a fortune for a picture of a can of soup.
-You're terrible. -(laughing)
May I ask you a personal question?
How personal you want to get?
I'm not asking to embarrass you or anything, but...
...how much do you make a week?
These folks ain't interested in eating.
Besides, they gonna throw it away anyway.
Yeah.
I'm not proud, Dwayne.
I'm just another sister trying to survive in the world.
No, you're much more than that.
This one looks pretty good.
The board behind me shows
the story from the California primary tonight.
There's still just a scattering of votes in,
but our vote-profile analysis of, uh,
key precincts through the state, representative "key-cincts"--
precincts-- indicate that Senator Kennedy
is going to come out with a wide lead,
probably 52 to 38 percent over Senator McCarthy.
(cheering)
CROWD (chanting): RFK! RFK!
RFK! RFK! RFK! RFK!
MAN (over P.A.): Ladies and gentlemen...
CROWD: RFK! RFK!
(cheering, clamoring)
MAN (over P.A.): Senator Robert F. Kennedy.
CROWD (chanting): RFK! RFK! RFK! RFK! RFK!
(chanting): We want Kennedy! We want Kennedy!
We want Kennedy!
KENNEDY: I want to, uh, first, uh,
express my, uh, high regard to, uh, Don Drysdale...
(crowd cheering)
(cheering)
...who pitched his, uh, sixth straight shutout tonight.
(cheering)
And I hope that we have his good fortune in our campaign.
# Hello darkness, my old friend #
# I've come to talk with you again #
# Because a vision softly creeping #
# Left its seeds while I was sleeping #
# And the vision that was planted in my brain #
# Still remains #
# Within the sound of silence #
# In restless dreams I walked alone #
# Narrow streets of cobblestone #
# 'Neath the halo of a street lamp #
# I turned my collar to the cold and damp #
# When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light #
# That split the night #
# And touched the sound of silence #
# And in the naked light I saw #
# Ten thousand people, maybe more #
# People talking without speaking #
# People hearing without listening #
# People writing songs that voices never share #
# And no one dared #
# Disturb the sound of silence #
# "Fools," said I, "you do not know" #
# "Silence, like a cancer, grows" #
# "Hear my words that I might teach you" #
# "Take my arms that I might reach you" #
# But my words, like silent raindrops, fell... #
What I think is quite clear
is that we can work together, in the last analysis,
and that what has been going on within the United States
over the period of the last three years--
the divisions, the violence, the disenchantment with our society,
the divisions, whether it's between blacks and whites,
between the poor and the more affluent or between age groups
or on the war in Vietnam-- that we can start to work together.
We are a great country, and a selfless country,
and a compassionate country.
And I intend to make that my basis for running,
then, over the period of the next few months.
# "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls" #
# "And tenement halls" #
Bobby! Yeah!
So, uh, my thanks to all of you.
And now it's on to Chicago and let's win there.
Thank you very much.
Whoo!
(people cheering loudly)
(cheering continues )
NEWSMAN: It's impossible to hear tonight.
Robert Kennedy's victory is setting up a possible showdown
in the general election with Richard Nixon,
who his brother defeated eight years ago.
(cheering, whistling continues )
(chanting): We want Bobby! We want Bobby! We want Bobby!
(cheering and chanting continues )
-Bobby! -Bobby!
Bobby!
(chanting): We want Bobby. We want Bobby. We want Bobby.
-Hey, Bobby! -Bobby!
-Bobby! Bobby! -Where you going?
I wanna shake his hand.
You don't wanna shake his hand?
-Bobby! -(cheering continues )
AIDE 1: Senator, this way, through the kitchen.
-AIDE 2: Senator, follow me. -(crowd clamoring)
AIDE 1: No, no, wait, Senator.
-Bobby! -Hey!
-DIANE: William! William! -Hey!
(chanting): We want Bobby. We want Bobby. We want Bobby.
AIDE 2: Please, right this way, sir.
Follow us, sir.
-This way. -(cheering)
AIDE 1: This way, through the kitchen.
-(cheering) -(people talking excitedly)
(cheering and whistling)
WOMAN: Bobby! Bobby!
Bobby! Bobby! Bobby!
Bobby!
MAN: Bobby! Bobby!
(cheering continues )
(people shouting excitedly)
(cheering continues, people shouting excitedly)
Bobby!
-Bobby! -Bobby!
(shouting and cheering)
(cheering continues )
SIRHAN SIRHAN: Kennedy, you son of a bitch.
(three gunshots, people screaming)
(two gunshots )
(gunshot)
-(gunshot) -(panicked screaming)
VANOCUR: Get the gun. Get the gun. Get the gun.
-(gunshot) -Stay away from the gun.
-Get a doctor!
Keep them out! Keep them out!
VANOCUR: His hand is frozen.
Take ahold of his thumb and break it if you have to!
Get his thumb!
Excuse me. Excuse me!
VANOCUR: Hold him! Hold him! Hold him!
STAFFER: Get a doctor for the senator!
VANOCUR: We don't want another Oswald!
(screaming, clamoring)
STAFFER: Senator!
REPORTER: Wade! Wade! Excuse me, Wade!
Excuse me! Sir, move!
(excited, happy chattering)
-MAN: He's been shot! -What?! What?!
Excuse me.
Wade! What happened?
(clamoring)
-Someone shot him! -WOMAN: What?
Excuse me!
Excuse me! I'm with...
Ladies and gentlemen, could I have your attention please?
Ladies and gentlemen, can I ask you please to be calm?
We need a doctor to come to the podium right now.
-Please, everybody... -Bobby's shot?
-Please, just be calm.
And if you can, please leave the ballroom.
We need a doctor to the podium right now!
Please. Is there a doctor in the house? We need you...
KENNEDY: It is not a day for politics.
I have saved this one opportunity...
TIMMONS: I've been shot!
KENNEDY: ...my only event of today...
I've been shot!
KENNEDY: ...to speak briefly to you
about the mindless menace of violence in America,
- which again stains our land -Can you help me?!
- and every one of our lives. -Can you help me? Please.
It is not the concern of any one race.
-Doctor! Anyone! - The victims of the violence
are black and white, rich and poor,
young and old, famous and unknown.
They are, most important of all, human beings
whom other human beings loved and needed.
-What happened, do you know? -Somebody said he's been shot.
KENNEDY: No one, no matter where he lives
- or what he does... -Get a doctor, please!
...can be certain who next will suffer
from some senseless act of bloodshed.
And yet it goes on and on and on in this country of ours.
SUSAN (sobbing): It's okay. It's okay. Plea...!
-KENNEDY: Why? -You'll be okay.
What has violence ever accomplished?
What has it ever created?
Oh! Oh. Oh, my God!
(sobbing): Dear.
Help!
KENNEDY: Whenever any American's life
is taken by another American unnecessarily...
DIANE: William, come on!
KENNEDY: ...whether it is done in the name of the law
or in defiance of the law, by one man or by a gang,
in cold blood or in passion...
I've been shot.
KENNEDY: ...in an attack of violence
or in response to violence,
whenever we tear at the fabric of our lives
which another man has painfully and clumsily
woven for himself and his children,
whenever we do this, then the whole nation is degraded.
Yet we seemingly tolerate a rising level of violence
that ignores our common humanity
and our claims to civilization alike.
Hey, Donny, what the heck's going on?
Senator Kennedy's been shot.
(people clamoring)
(exhales quietly)
(sniffles )
KENNEDY: Too often, we honor swagger
and bluster and the wielders of force.
Too often, we excuse those
who are willing to build their own lives
on the shattered dreams of other human beings.
But this much is clear:
Violence breeds violence,
repression breeds retaliation,
and only a cleansing of our whole society
can remove this sickness from our souls.
For when you teach a man to hate and to fear his brother,
when you teach that he is a lesser man
because of his color or his beliefs
or the policies that he pursues...
(siren wailing)
...when you teach that those who differ from you
threaten your freedom or your job
or your home or your family,
then you also learn to confront others,
-All right, Captain... - not as fellow citizens,
but as enemies.
To be met not with cooperation, but with conquest.
To be subjugated and to be mastered.
We learn, at the last, to look at our brothers as aliens.
Alien men with whom we share a city, but not a community.
Men bound to us in common dwelling,
but not in a common effort.
REPORTER: ...is impossible to believe...
KENNEDY: We learn to share only a common fear,
only a common desire to retreat from each other.
Only a common impulse to meet disagreement with force.
(indistinct conversations )
JACK (sobbing): I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, baby.
You're gonna be okay. Do you hear me?
You're gonna be okay, sweetie.
KENNEDY: Our lives on this planet
- are too short. -Jimmy! Look at me.
- The work to be done -Cooper!
is too great to let this spirit flourish
any longer in this land of ours.
(Daryl groaning)
KENNEDY: Of course, we cannot banish it with a program
nor with a resolution...
(Malcolm sobbing)
...but we can perhaps remember, if only for a time,
that those who live with us are our brothers,
that they share with us the same short moment of life,
that they seek, as do we,
nothing but the chance to live out their lives
in purpose and in happiness,
winning what satisfaction and fulfillment that they can.
(people sobbing quietly)
(sobbing)
KENNEDY: Surely, this bond of common fate,
surely, this bond of common goals
can begin to teach us something.
(sobbing)
Surely, we can learn, at the least,
to look around at those of us, of our fellow men,
and surely, we can begin to work a little harder
to bind up the wounds among us and to become, in our hearts,
brothers and countrymen once again.
(noble, melancholy theme playing)
# #
ARETHA FRANKLIN: # My Lord #
# I have read this book #
# So many times #
# But nowhere can #
# Can I find #
# The page that says #
# What I experienced today #
# Has any grace #
MARY J. BLIGE: # Now I know that life #
# Is meant to be hard #
# That's how I learned #
# To appreciate my God #
# Though my courage #
# May be tried #
# I can tell you I won't hide #
# Because the footprints show #
# You are by my side #
# You can lie to a child with a smiling face #
# Tell me that color ain't about race #
# You can cast the first stone #
# You can break my bones! #
# But you're never gonna break #
BOTH: # You're never gonna break my faith #
# And hope ain't yours to give #
# Truth and liberty are mine to live #
# Steal a crown from a king #
# Break an angel's wings #
# But you're never gonna break #
# You're never gonna break my faith #
# Mm-hmm. #
# My Lord... #
# Won't you help them, help them, #
# Help them to understand #
# That when someone takes the life of an innocent man #
# Whoo! #
# Well, they never really won #
# Because all they've really done #
# Is set the soul free where it's supposed to be #
# You can lie to a child #
# With a smiling face #
# Tell me that color ain't about race #
# You can cast the first stone #
# You can break my bones, but you never ever #
# Never #
# You're never gonna break my faith #
# And hope ain't yours to give #
# No, no, no #
# Truth and liberty are mine to live #
# Steal a crown from a king, break an angel's wings #
-# But you're never ever ever # -# You're never gonna break #
# You're never gonna break my faith #
# For those we lose before their time #
# I pray their souls will find the light #
# I know that the day will surely come #
# Whoa #
# Oh, when His will, His will will be done #
-# Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah # -(choir harmonizing)
-# Oh, yeah # -# Yeah, yeah #
# Hey, ooh-oh #
# Oh, yeah, His will will be... #
# You're never gonna break my faith #
-# Oh # -# Oh, yeah #
-# Ooh, yeah #
# His will, His will, His will, His will #
# Oh! #
# Oh, oh, oh #
# Yeah #
# Never gonna break my faith #
# You're never gonna break my faith, never, never #
# I'll keep holding on, I'll keep holding on #
# Never, never, never, never #
-# Oh, hey # -# Never, never #
# Never, never, never, never never, never, never #
# You're never gonna break my faith #
# Oh, oh, you ain't gonna break my faith #
# Never, never. #
(song ends )
(quiet, noble orchestral theme playing)
# #
(music ends )