It is three after seven.
Yes, ma'am. You said we were leaving at fifteen to eight.
At the latest, I said.
What business you got dragging this mess out of the house by yourself?.
Who was here to help me?
Lord, have mercy!
It don't take more than five minutes to load this car.
You're fixing to break your arms and your legs before we even Leave the manor.
You're taking on too much.
I hate doing things at the Last minute.
What you talking about? Been ready to go for a week and a half.
-Give me that. -No, don't touch that.
It sure is pretty. Is that Mr. Walter's present?
Yes. It's fragile. I'll put it on the seat.
Good morning, Mr. Werthan.
You nearly missed us.
You were Leaving at quarter of.
-She's taking on. -Be still!
Florine bought this for Uncle Walter.
Mama, it's not a snake!
I think it's notepaper.
How appropriate. Uncle Walter can't see.
Maybe it's soap.
How nice that you take an interest in your uncle’s 90th birthday.
Don't start up with me, Mama.
I can't go to Mobile with you.
I have to go to New York for a convention.
The convention starts Monday.
And I know what else I know.
Leave Florine out of this. She ordered the tickets eight months ago.
I'm sure My Fair Lady is more important than your relatives.
Those Christians will be impressed.
I can't talk to you when you're Like this.
-We're expected in Mobile for supper. -You'll be there.
-How will you stand her all day? -They'll fix crab. All that trouble.
She's just worked up.
Here's $50 in case you have trouble.
Don't show it to Mama!
-Have you got a map? -She's got it in the back seat.
It's 7:16!
You should have a job on the radio announcing the time.
-I want to miss rush hour. -You will.
Congratulate Uncle Walter for me and kiss everybody in Mobile.
The air conditioning...
...did you check it, Like I said?
I got the air conditioning checked.
I don't know why. You never Let me turn it on!
Hush up!
Goodbye.
Good Luck!
Good God!
Turn left.
No, right! Turn right!
Did I ever tell you about the first time I Left Georgia?
When was that?
A few minutes back!
Go on!
My daughter...
...is married to a Pullman porter.
She is always on the go.
New York, Detroit, Saint Louis....
l say, ''That's all well and good, Tommie Lee...
''...but l don't feel the need for it. ''
So here it is.
The first time.
I might tell you, Miss Daisy...
...Alabama ain't Looking Like much so far!
Idella sure does stuff eggs good!
You stuff yourself good.
I was thinking about the first time I went to Mobile.
It was Walter’s wedding. 1888.
1888! You were nothing but a Little bitty thing.
I was 12.
We went on the train.
Oh, I was so excited.
I'd never been in a wedding party.
And I'd never seen the ocean.
Papa said it was the Gulf of Mexico, not the ocean, but it was all the same to me.
I asked Papa if it was all right for me to dip my hand in the water.
He laughed because I was so timid.
And then I tasted the salt water on my fingers.
Isn't that a silly thing to remember?
No sillier than what most folks remember.
Boy!
Yes, sir.
What are you doing with this car?
This is my car, Officer.
Can I see your registration, please, and your license, boy.
What's this name? Wertheran?
Werthan.
Never heard that one before. What kind of name is it?
It's of German derivation.
German derivation.
Thank you, ma'am.
An old nigger and an old Jew woman riding down the road together.
Now that is one sorry sight.
Oh, my God!
The sign says Phoenix City 30 miles.
We're not supposed to go to Phoenix City! Oh, my God!
Maybe you read it wrong.
I didn't. Stop the car. Stop the car!
Lord, have mercy.
Here. You took the wrong turn at Opelika.
You took it with me, Miss Daisy, and you got the map.
I was getting the Lunch! Go on back. My God!
It ain't been more than 30 minutes since we turned.
They fixed crab for me.
Minnie always fixes crab. They go to so much trouble.
It's all ruined by now.
We going to have to pull over.
What's wrong with the car?
There ain't nothing wrong with the car.
I got to be excused.
I got to go make water.
You should have thought of that at the service station.
You know colored can't use the toilet at any service station, Miss Daisy.
There's no time to stop. We'll be in Mobile soon. You can wait.
No, ma'am.
-I told you to wait! -I heard what you said.
How do you think I feel having to ask you, ''Can I go make water?''
Like I'm some child.
You ought to be ashamed.
I ain't no child, Miss Daisy.
And I ain't just a back of the neck you Look at while you go where you got to go.
I'm a man, I'm near 70 years old, and I know when my bladder’s full.
Now I'm going to get out of this car...
...and go over there and do what I got to do.
I'm taking the key with me, too. Now that's all there is to it!
Hoke!
Hoke?
You all right, Miss Daisy?
Of course I am.
Is that you, Slick? It's Boolie. How you doing?
Congratulations on your dad's big day.
Thank you, Boolie. Thank you. Aunt Daisy!
It's Boolie on the phone.
Hello!
Hey, Son!
Uncle Walter appreciates your call.
I don't think he can come to the phone.
Fine. How's Hoke?
What do you mean? How should he be?
Happy birthday, Uncle Walter.
I got to hang up now, Boolie.
Yeah, I'll tell him.
'Morning, Miss McClatchey.
Well, good morning to you.
Can I see him?
It's Mr. Sinclair Harris, sir.
My cousin Sinclair?
His wife.... The one that talks funny.
She's from Canton, Ohio.
She's trying to hire me.
-What? -Yes, sir. She said:
''How they treating you down there, Hoke?''
You know how she sounds, Like her nose is stuffed up.
So I said, ''Fine, Mrs. Harris, just fine, thank you.''
She said, ''Well, you Looking for a change, you know who to call.''
I'll be damned!
I thought you ought to know about it.
I'll be goddamned.
Ain't she a mess?
Said, ''Name your own salary.''
I see. And did you?
Did I what?
-Name your own salary? -Go away. What you think I am?
I ain't studying about going to work for no trashy something Like her.
But she got you thinking, didn't she?
Well, sir, you might say that.
''Name your salary.''
That's exactly what she said.
Well, how does $65 a week sound?
Sounds pretty good, sir.
Course, $75 sounds better.
It sure does!
Beginning this week.
That's mighty nice of you.
I sure appreciate this. Thank you.
You ever have folks fighting over you?
No.
It sure feels good.
One dot.
Nine dot.
Two dot.
Mah-jongg.
You are the luckiest thing, Beulah!
Excuse me.
I don't know how you can Look at that.
See it a few times, you get in it.
Both your brains are fixing to evaporate.
You can bring the cake now, Hoke.
Don't make a mess with those peas.
Do I ever?
Lord, have mercy, Look at that. Ain't she got a lot of hair?
How she get it so shiny?
Washes it in mayonnaise.
-Go on away from here, Idella! -Yes, she did.
I read it in Life magazine.
Don't seem human, does it?
He will tear you to shreds!
l am not going into that court, and I’m not giving in!
You are at the end of your rope.
You murdered Carlson. You'll have to pay!
Either choose the easy way out, or you go into that courtroom...
...and let them carve you into pathetic little bits.
You have a minute to make up your mind.
What happened? She up to something, ain't she?
-You fixing to ruin it. -What are you talking about?
You got the chicken too close together and the fire is too high.
Mind your business.
It's your chicken.
Thank you, Hoke.
Now you enjoy it.
Amen.
Who is it?
'Morning, Miss Daisy.
What in the world....
I learned how to drive on ice when I delivered milk for the dairy.
Ain't nothing to it.
Other folks are banging into each other Like they're in the funny papers.
I figured your stove was out, so I stopped by the Krispy Kreme.
I know you got to have coffee in the morning.
How sweet of you, Hoke.
We ain't had any good coffee around here since Idella passed.
I can fix her biscuits.
We both can make her fried chicken.
But nobody can make Idella's coffee.
Ain't that the truth?
Idella was lucky.
I expect she was.
Where are you going?
I'm just going to take these things off.
I don't know what you can do here today, except keep me company.
I'll see if I can make us a fire.
Eat anything you want out of the ice box.
It will all spoil, anyway.
And wipe up what you tracked onto my floor.
What do you think I am? A mess?
Hello.
Mama, I'll be right out...
...when I can get down my own driveway.
Stay home, Boolie. Hoke is here with me.
How'd he manage that?
He's very handy. I'm fine. I don't need a thing in the world.
Hello? I have the wrong number. Mama's saying loving things about Hoke.
I didn't say I Love him. I said he was handy.
Honestly! Are you trying to irritate me in the middle of an ice storm?
Thank you, Wellborn.
Thank you all.
I am deeply grateful to be chosen as 1966 Man of the Year...
...by the Atlanta Business Council.
An honor I've seen bestowed on some mighty fine fellows.
One which I never expected would come to me.
I'm afraid that my loss up here...
...and my gain down here...
...have given me an air of competence I don't really possess.
I will tell you that I wish my father and grandfather could see this.
About 72 years ago, they leased an old mill up on Decatur Road...
...with, I believe, 25 looms in operation.
They managed to grow with Atlanta.
Till now, Werthan Industries believed that what we want is what Atlanta wants.
And this award proves that we were right.
I thank you.
Well?
What is it? What took you so long?
I couldn’t help it. There's a big mess up yonder.
What's the matter? I might as well not go to the temple at all!
No, ma'am, you won't get to the temple this morning, Miss Daisy.
Why not? What's the matter with you?
Somebody has bombed the temple.
What? Bombed the temple?
That's how come we're stuck here so Long.
I don't believe it!
That's what the policeman just said.
Oh, my God. Was anybody there? Were people hurt?
I don't know. He didn't say.
Who would do such a thing?
You know good as me, Miss Daisy, it'll always be the same ones.
I remember one time back down there in Macon.
Lord, I couldn’t have been more than 10 or 11 years old, I reckon.
I had this friend named Porter.
One day there his daddy was, hanging in a tree.
Now just the day before, we'd all been pitching horseshoes.
He was laughing and carrying on and talking about how me and Porter...
...was going to have strong right arms, just Like him.
Lord, there he was, hanging up yonder in the tree.
Had his hand tied behind him. Flies was all over him.
I tell you, I threw up right where I was standing.
You go on and cry.
I'm not crying.
Why did you tell me that story?
Lord, I don't know, Miss Daisy.
That mess back there put me in mind of it.
Ridiculous! The temple has nothing to do with that!
Yes, ma'am, if you say so.
We don't know what happened. Maybe that policeman wasn't telling the truth.
Why would he go and Lie about a thing Like that?
You never get things right!
Miss Daisy, somebody bombed that temple and you know it!
I don't want to hear anymore about it!
-You're the boss. -Don't talk to me!
-Where are you? -Up here!
Hello, Mama. How are you feeling?
Not a good question to ask somebody nearly 90!
Well, you Look fine.
It's my ageless appeal.
Miss McClatchey gave me your message.
Florine is invited, too.
Thank you.
I guess Hoke should drive us. There'll be a crowd.
Mama, we have to talk about this.
Talk about what?
About the feasibility of all this.
I believe Martin Luther King has done some mighty fine things.
If you don't want to go, why don't you just say so?
I want to go! You know how I feel about him.
Of course, but Florine....
Florine has nothing to do with it. I still have to do business here.
I see. Werthan Bag will go out of business if you attend the King dinner.
Not exactly. But a Lot of men I do business with wouldn’t Like it.
They might...
...snicker a Little.
Call me Martin Luther Werthan behind my back.
Maybe I wouldn’t hear about certain meetings at the Club.
Old Jack Raphael at Ideal Mills, he's a New York Jew instead of a Georgia Jew.
All the really smart ones come from New York, don't they?
Some might throw their business to Jack instead of old Martin Luther Werthan.
I don't know. Maybe it wouldn’t happen.
But sometimes that's the way things work.
Anyway, if we don't use those seats, somebody else will.
If we don't use those seats? I'm not supposed to go, either?
You can do whatever you want.
Thanks for your permission.
Can I ask you something?
When did you get so fired up about Martin Luther King? You weren't before.
Why, Boolie!
I've never been prejudiced in my life and you know it.
Then why don't you ask Hoke to go with you?
Don't be ridiculous. He wouldn’t go.
Ask him and see.
All right.
Boolie said the silliest thing the other day.
What did he say?
He was talking about Martin Luther King.
I guess you know him, don't you?
King? No, ma'am. I don't know him.
I was sure you did.
But you've heard him preach?
Yes, ma'am, same way you have, on the TV.
I think he's wonderful.
-What you getting at? -It's so silly.
Boolie says you wanted to go with me to this dinner. Did you tell him that?
No, I didn't.
I didn't think so. What'd be the point? You can hear him whenever you want.
I think it's wonderful the way things are changing.
Now what you think I am, Miss Daisy?
What do you mean?
The invitation to this dinner...
...came in the mail a month ago.
Now, if did be you wanted me to go with you...
...how come you wait till we in the car on the way before you asked me?
What? All I said was Boolie said you wanted to go.
Next time you want me to go somewhere, you ask me regular.
You don't have to carry on so much.
Let's just Leave it alone.
Honestly!
Talk about things changing. They ain't changed all that much.
I'll help you to the door.
Thank you, Hoke, I can help myself.
...can see that the South has marvelous possibilities.
Yet in spite of these assets...
...segregation has placed the South...
...socially, educationally, and economically behind the rest of the nation.
Yet there are, in the white South, millions of people of good will...
...whose voices are yet unheard...
...whose course is yet unclear...
...and whose courageous acts are yet unseen.
These millions are called upon...
...to gird their courage, to speak out...
...to offer leadership that is needed.
History will have to record...
...that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition...
...was not the vitriolic words and the violent actions of the bad people...
...but the appalling silence and indifference of the good people.
And our generation will have to repent...
...not only for the words and acts of the children of darkness...
...but also for the fears and apathy of the children of light.
'Morning, Miss Daisy.
Miss Daisy?
Hoke, is that Hoke?
It's me. You all right?
-Hoke, what did you do with my papers? -What papers?
My papers! I had them all corrected Last night...
...and I put them where I wouldn’t forget them on my way to school.
What did you do with them?
What are you talking about?
The children will be disappointed if I don't give them their homework back.
I always give it back the next day.
That's why they Like me.
You talking out your head.
Why aren't you helping me?
What do you want me to do?
Find those papers. I told you!
It's all right if you moved them. I won't be mad.
But I've got to get to school. I'll be Late.
Who will take care of my class? They'll be all alone. Oh, God!
I do everything wrong!
Now set down in here. You're going to fall and hurt yourself.
I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I didn't do right.
It's so awful!
Ain't nothing awful except the way you carrying on.
It's all my fault.
I can't find the papers. The children are waiting.
There ain't nobody waiting on you. You ain't a teacher no more.
It doesn't make any difference.
Now Listen, there ain't nothing wrong with you!
You don't know.
Miss Daisy.
-Hello. -Mr. Werthan, this Hoke here.
What can l do for you?
It's your mama.
What's wrong?
She's taking on something awful.
Why's today different from any other day?
No, sir. It ain't the same.
I'll be right there.
Miss Daisy, now there ain't nothing wrong with you!
Your mind done took a turn this morning.
You'll snap back if you Let yourself.
I can't! I can't!
You're a Lucky old woman.
No! It's all a mess now, and I can't do anything about it.
Now Look at you. You're rich, you're well for your time....
You got folks who care about what happens to you.
I'm being trouble. I don't want to be trouble to anybody.
You want something to cry about, I'll run you to the state home...
...Let you see what's Lying around out there.
I bet there ain't one of them carrying on the way you doing.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Those poor children.
You keep this up and Mr. Werthan's going to call that doctor on you.
Just as sure as you're born, that doctor is going to have you out in that asylum.
Now, is that the way you want it to be?
-Hoke? -Yes.
Do you still have that Hudson?
You talking about from when I first come here?
No, Miss Daisy.
That thing been in the junkyard now more than 15 years.
I'm driving your next-to-Last car now.
1965 Cadillac.
It's running fine as wine, too.
You ought not to be driving anything, the way you see.
Now, how you know how I can see 'less'n you can Look out my eyes.
-Hoke. -Yes.
You're my best friend.
-Go on now, Miss Daisy. -No, really.
You are.
Yes, ma'am.
-Mr. Werthan. -Well, Hoke, good to see you!
-You didn't drive yourself here? -No, sir. I don't drive now.
My granddaughter drove me.
My Lord, is she old enough to drive?
Michelle is around 37 years old now.
She's teaching biology at yonder Spelman College.
-I never knew that. -Yes, sir.
Seems mighty funny to sell the house while Mama's still alive.
Yes, sir, I imagine it does.
Course, she hasn't been inside the door for two years.
I know.
I suppose you don't see her too much.
No, sir, I don't.
It's hard, not driving, Mr. Werthan.
There's no bus that goes out yonder.
Course, I take a taxicab as often as I can.
I'm sure she appreciates it.
Some days she's better than others.
But, then, who ain't?
How are y'all doing?
Happy Thanksgiving, Mama!
Look who I brought!
'Morning, Miss Daisy.
You been keeping yourself busy?
She certainly has. She goes to jewelry making.
How many times a week?
She makes all kinds of things: pins, bracelets....
She's a regular Tiffany's.
Ain't that something?
All right, Mama?
Hoke, I thought of you the other day on the expressway.
-I saw an Avondale milk truck. -Is that right?
A big monster of a thing. Must've had 16 wheels.
Go on away from here.
I wondered how you might Like driving that thing around.
Hoke came to see me, not you.
Looks Like one of her good days.
Mama, Florine said to wish you a happy Thanksgiving. She's in Washington.
She's a Republican National Committeewoman now.
Good God!
Go charm the nurses!
She wants you all to herself.
You're a doodle, Mama.
Is Boolie paying you still?
Every week.
How much?
Now that's between him and me.
Highway robbery!
It sure is.
How are you?
I'm doing the best I can.
Me, too.
Well, that's about all there is to it then.
Look here.
You didn't eat your Thanksgiving pie.
Go on now.
Here, Let me help you. I got it.
Is it good?
Here comes some more.
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