the KKK Headquarters. He\r\n          dials. A Message clicks on:\r\n                         \r\n                                   VOICE (O.S.)\r\n                       Wake up White Man, The Negro wants\r\n                       your White Woman and your Job! The\r\n                       Jew wants your Money...\r\n                         \r\n          The Recording is interrupted by a PLEASANT-SOUNDING MAN.\r\n                                   PLEASANT MAN (O.S.)\r\n                       Hello, and whom am I talking to?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Good afternoon. My name is Ron\r\n                       Stallworth, calling from Colorado\r\n                       Springs. How are you today, Sir?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PLEASANT MAN\r\n                       Quite well, Ron. What can I do for\r\n                       you?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       I\'m calling because I desperately\r\n                       want to participate in my Chapter\'s\r\n                       Honorary Events but I can\'t until I\r\n                       receive my Membership Card.\r\n                         \r\n                                   PLEASANT MAN (O.S.)\r\n                       Of course, I can help you with that.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Thank you. Who am I speaking with?\r\n                         \r\n                                   PLEASANT MAN (O.S.)\r\n                       This is Devin Davis.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron has Died and gone to Heaven.\r\n


\r\n          Ron has Died and gone to Heaven.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       I\'m sorry... did you just say you\'re\r\n                       Devin Davis?\r\n                         \r\n                                   DEVIN DAVIS(O.S.)\r\n                       ...Last time I checked.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       ...Grand Wizard of The Ku Klux Klan?\r\n                       That Devin Davis?\r\n                         \r\n                                   DEVIN DAVIS(O.S.)\r\n                       That Grand Wizard and National\r\n                       Director.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Really? National Director too?\r\n                         \r\n                                   DEVIN DAVIS(O.S.)\r\n                       Really.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       I\'m honored to be speaking with you.\r\n                       I\'m not afraid to say it...I consider\r\n                       you a True White American Hero.\r\n                                                  DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                       Are there any other kind?\r\n                         \r\n          INT. KKK NATIONAL OFFICE - DAY\r\n                         \r\n          DEVIN DAVIS 30\'s has a trim Red Mustache and a mop of Sandy\r\n          Hair which drapes his ears. He plays the role of a Southern\r\n          Gent but his piercing pale-Blue Eyes reveal a Monster.\r\n                         \r\n          Davis wears a Three-Piece Suit and


\r\n          Davis wears a Three-Piece Suit and sits at a neat Office\r\n          Desk.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                       And I\'m just happy to be talking to a\r\n                       True White American.\r\n                         \r\n          INTERCUT RON WITH DEVIN DAVIS:\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Amen, Mr. Davis. Seems like there\'s\r\n                       less and less of us these days.\r\n                       Now about that Membership Card...\r\n                         \r\n          Davis unwraps a stick of Juicy Fruit Gum, his favorite.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                       ...I understand the situation. We\'ve\r\n                       been having some Administrative\r\n                       problems that have caused a backlog.\r\n                       ...Tell you what, Ron. I\'ll see to it\r\n                       personally that your Membership Card\r\n                       is processed and sent out today.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON\r\n                       Thank you, Mr. Davis. I can\'t express\r\n                       to you how much I appreciate this.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                       The pleasure is all mine. I look\r\n                       forward to meeting you in person One\r\n                       Day and God Bless White America.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. CSPD - DAY\r\n                         \r\n          Ron rushes out of the room buzzing about speaking to Davis he\r\n          immediately KNOCKS shoulders with someone going the


about speaking to Davis he\r\n          immediately KNOCKS shoulders with someone going the other\r\n          way. When he turns around it\'s... Master Patrolman Landers,\r\n          who turns back giving a smirk.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  LANDERS\r\n                       Watch where you\'re going. You could\r\n                       get hurt like that Hot Shot.\r\n                         \r\n          Landers marches on leaving Ron to contemplate.\r\n               INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - DAY\r\n                         \r\n               Ron wires up Flip.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            That Cop that pulled Kwame Ture over\r\n                            that night... was it Landers?\r\n                         \r\n               Flip is surprised.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            How\'d you know?\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            I can smell em\' a Mile away now.\r\n                         \r\n               Flip ponders for a moment, then says.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            He\'s been a Bad Cop for a long time.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            Yeah?\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            Does that kinda\' Shit all the time.\r\n                            Few years ago, he allegedly Shot and\r\n                            Killed a Black Kid... he said he had\r\n                            a Gun. The Kid wasn\'t the


Kid... he said he had\r\n                            a Gun. The Kid wasn\'t the type.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            Flip, why do you tolerate this?\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            We\'re a family. Good or Bad. We stick\r\n                            together. You wanna be the Guy that\r\n                            Rats him out?\r\n                         \r\n               Ron goes quiet.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP (CONT\'D)\r\n                            You\'re New. You\'re a Rookie. You ever\r\n                            get your Ass in a Jam, you\'ll\r\n                            appreciate The Blue Wall of Silence.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            Yeah, reminds me of another Group.\r\n               Ron finished. Flip steps away buttoning his shirt.\r\n                         \r\n          81   EXT. OPEN FIELD - DAY\r\n                         \r\n               POP! A Bullet strikes a Beer Bottle in an Open Field.\r\n                                                    FELIX\r\n                         Bullseye.\r\n                         \r\n          Felix looks up from his Shotgun. All around him, other\r\n          Chapter Members line up in a row, firing their Guns at\r\n          Bottles. Some are wearing Green Army Field Jackets.\r\n                         \r\n          Nearby, a couple of fold-up tables stocked with plates of\r\n          Grilled Meat and Bowls of Cheese Doodles. Flip is locked in\r\n          conversation


and Bowls of Cheese Doodles. Flip is locked in\r\n          conversation with Walter, who could not care less about the\r\n          Firing Range behind him.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    WALTER\r\n                         ... and then you got what used to be\r\n                         a decent Bar, The Hide N Seek Room,\r\n                         turned into a Filthy Fag Bar\r\n                         overnight.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         Fuckin\' Fags everywhere these days.\r\n                         \r\n          Flip is still mostly focused on Felix and his crew.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    WALTER\r\n                         They\'re trying to Colonize. First\r\n                         they get their own Bars, then they\r\n                         want Equal Treatment...\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         ...Forget Dem Fags... Some of these\r\n                         Guys Army-trained?\r\n                         \r\n          Walter turns around for a moment, then turns back,\r\n          dismissive.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    WALTER\r\n                         A lot of \'em are. Fort Carson...\r\n                         \r\n          CLOSE - FLIP\r\n                         \r\n          observes TWO MYSTERY MEN, STEVE and JERRY, both 30\'s, they\r\n          look classier than the rest of The Gang handling M-16\'s.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         I\'ve not seen those Macs before.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    WALTER\r\n                         Steve and


before.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    WALTER\r\n                         Steve and Jerry.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         Yeah, who are they?\r\n                         \r\n                                                    WALTER\r\n                         That\'s classified.\r\n                Walter steps away leaving Flip to ponder the Two Mystery Men.\r\n                         \r\n                                                                                CUT TO:\r\n                         \r\n          82    EXT. UNMARKED CAR - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                Ron is in the Car quite a ways away with a huge Telephoto\r\n                lens on a 33MM Camera. He focuses in on...\r\n                         \r\n                RON\'S CAMERA POV - THE TWO MYSTERY MEN\r\n                         \r\n                Ron CLICKS off numerous Photos of them. And then CLICKING on\r\n                all the various Klansmen enjoying the outing.\r\n                         \r\n                CLOSE - RON BEHIND THE CAMERA\r\n                         \r\n                focusing in on his Targets: CLICKING! Walter, Ivanhoe, Felix,\r\n                all of them.\r\n                         \r\n                                                                                CUT TO:\r\n                         \r\n          82A   EXT. OPEN FIELD - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                Flip nears the Target area seeing something that makes him\r\n                laugh out loud.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        FLIP\r\n                             Gezzus H. Christ!\r\n                         \r\n                The Targets are...\r\n                         \r\n                THE OFFICIAL RUNNING NIGGER


are...\r\n                         \r\n                THE OFFICIAL RUNNING NIGGER TARGET\r\n                         \r\n                in the form a Black Silhouette of a Running Black Man with an\r\n                Afro, Big Lips, Butt, etc.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        FELIX\r\n                             Helps with practicin\' for Nigger\r\n                             Looters. Dem\' Sum-bitches Run like\r\n                             Roaches when you Flip the switch in\r\n                             the Kitchen late at Night.\r\n                         \r\n                Felix and Ivanhoe shoot their Hand Guns at the Black Man\r\n                Targets! They HIT The Bulls-Eye targets on his Head, Lips,\r\n                Butt, Body.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        FELIX (CONT\'D)\r\n                             I don\'t know how that Black Bastard\r\n                             got away the other day.\r\n                         \r\n                Ivanhoe suddenly pipes up.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        IVANHOE\r\n                             Hey, Ron! Take my Forty-Five Auto\r\n                             wanna see what you can do.\r\n                                                         FELIX\r\n                              Maybe you\'ll get dat Nigger next\r\n                              time.\r\n                         \r\n                Ivanhoe hands Flip his pistol. He takes it, his hand sweaty.\r\n                         \r\n                ALL EYES ON FLIP as he takes aim at a Black Man Running\r\n                Target Fifty Feet away. The Klansmen observing. BANG!!! A\r\n                Hole rips in the Black Man Target Head!!! Then the


A\r\n                Hole rips in the Black Man Target Head!!! Then the Butt!!!\r\n                Body! And Lips!!!\r\n                         \r\n                                                         KLANSMEN\r\n                              Good Shot!!! Shit! Got that Coon Dead\r\n                              in The Ass! Nice One!!!\r\n                         \r\n                                                         IVANHOE\r\n                              That\'s one deaaaaaad Jungle Bunny!!!\r\n                         \r\n                The Gang eyes Flip, impressed. Ivanhoe pats Flip\'s back.\r\n                         \r\n                                                         FELIX\r\n                              Where\'d you learn to shoot like that?\r\n                         \r\n                                                         FLIP\r\n                              My Ole Man gave me a Toy Cap Gun when\r\n                              I was a Kid, been shooting ever\r\n                              since.\r\n                Ivanhoe proceeds to teach Flip the Klan handshake.\r\n                         \r\n          83    EXT. OPEN FIELD - DUSK\r\n                         \r\n                Everyone is gone now. Ron walks through observing The Scene\r\n                looking over the remnants of the gathering.\r\n                         \r\n                CLOSE - RON\r\n                         \r\n                Ron picks up the Official Running Nigger Target full of\r\n                Bullet Holes.\r\n                         \r\n          83A   EXT. CREEK - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                Patrice and Ron walk on a Nature Pathway alongside a Creek.\r\n                         \r\n                                                         RON STALLWORTH\r\n                              Bernie Casey\'s a Badd Brother.\r\n


Bernie Casey\'s a Badd Brother.\r\n                         \r\n                                                          PATRICE\r\n                              Cleopatra Jones was the one. It\'s\r\n                              about time We see a strong Sister\r\n                              like that...\r\n                         \r\n                                                         RON STALLWORTH\r\n                              ...And Tamara Dobson played a Cop.\r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       That was a Black Exploitation Movie.\r\n                       A fantasy. Real life\'s not like that.\r\n                       In real life there\'s no Cleopatra\r\n                       Jones or Coffy.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       You don\'t dig Pam Grier? She\'s Fine\r\n                       as Wine and twice as Mellow.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   PATRICE\r\n                       Pam Grier is doing her Thing but in\r\n                       real life it\'s just Pigs killing\r\n                       Black Folks.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       What if a Cop was trying to make\r\n                       things better.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       From the inside?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Yeah, from the inside.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       You can\'t make things better from the\r\n                       inside. It\'s a Racist System.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       So just give up?\r\n


RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       So just give up?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       No!!! We fight for what Black People\r\n                       really need! BLACK LIBERATION!!!\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Can\'t you do that from the inside!\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       No! You can\'t. White Man won\'t let\r\n                       us.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron gets frustrated. Patrice stops him.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE (CONT\'D)\r\n                       What did Dubois say about "Double\r\n                       Consciousness"? "Twoness". Being an\r\n                       American and a Negro? Two Souls? Two\r\n                       Thoughts? Two warring ideals in one\r\n                       Dark Body?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       I know how that feels. I\'m Two damn\r\n                       people all the time!\r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       But you shouldn\'t be! We shouldn\'t\r\n                       have a War going on inside ourselves.\r\n                       Why can\'t we just be Black People?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Because we\'re not there yet!\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       Well, I\'m tired of waiting!\r\n                         \r\n          Patrice walks off. Ron sighs, walks to catch up to


Patrice walks off. Ron sighs, walks to catch up to her, and\r\n          puts his arm around Patrice.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Shaft or Superfly?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       What?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Pick one, Shaft or Superfly?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       A Private Detective over a Pimp any\r\n                       day and twice on Sundays.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Richard Roundtree or Ron O\'Neal?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       Richard Roundtree. Pimps Ain\'t No\r\n                       Heroes.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Ron O\'Neal isn\'t a Pimp. He\'s just\r\n                       playing one.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       That image does damage to Our People.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       JESUS CHRIST!!! Give it a rest.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       I can\'t you JIVE TURKEY.\r\n                         \r\n          They both LAUGH.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. RON\'S APARTMENT - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n          Knocking at the door. Ron opens it and finds Felix standing\r\n


Knocking at the door. Ron opens it and finds Felix standing\r\n          there. The two stare at each other for a moment, finally.\r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       Wrong address.\r\n                         \r\n          Felix backs away as Patrice peeks from around Ron seeing\r\n          Felix. Felix sees her, turning to walk away.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       Who was that?\r\n                         \r\n          Ron watches Felix drive away.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Nobody.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. KITCHEN - FELIX\'S HOUSE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n          Ivanhoe, Walter and Felix are in the kitchen talking,\r\n          drinking beer and eating snacks. Flip enters.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Hey, sorry had to work late. How you\r\n                       guys doing?\r\n                         \r\n          Everyone greets Flip, but Felix says. Flip grabs a beer from\r\n          a cooler, pops the tab.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       You got a Twin.\r\n                         \r\n          Everyone goes quiet looking at Flip.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   FLIP\r\n                       What?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       You got a Twin.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   FLIP\r\n                       Twin what?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       A Twin-Twin and ya Twin is a


FELIX\r\n                       A Twin-Twin and ya Twin is a NIGGER.\r\n                         \r\n          Flip looks dumbfounded. Felix nears him.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX (CONT\'D)\r\n                       Looked in the Phone Book and went\r\n                       over what I thought was your place\r\n                       and found a Nig there.\r\n                         \r\n          Felix looks deadly. Ivanhoe and Walter look at Flip. Finally.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       My number\'s unlisted.\r\n          Felix just continues to stare.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP (CONT\'D)\r\n                       What address did you go to?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       Over on... Bluestem Lane.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       I don\'t live on Bluestem. I live off\r\n                       21st Street...\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       So you don\'t know that Nigger?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Oh, that\'s that Nigger I keep in the\r\n                       woodpile.\r\n                         \r\n          Everyone laughs. Felix finally cracks a grin.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP (CONT\'D)\r\n                       1813 South 21st Street. Come by\r\n                       sometime we\'ll have a Coors.\r\n                         \r\n          Ivanhoe and Flip clink cans.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       And


cans.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       And y\'know what? That loud mouth\r\n                       Black Student Union Bitch that\'s been\r\n                       in the paper complaining about the\r\n                       Police. She was there.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       That Fuckin\' Cunt.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   FELIX\r\n                       Like to close those Monkey Lips\r\n                       permanently.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Yeah, after I get em\' \'round da Head\r\n                       of my Dick.\r\n                         \r\n          Everyone laughs, agreeing.\r\n                         \r\n          EXT. RON\'S APARTMENT - DAY\r\n                         \r\n          Ron takes a letter out of his Mailbox and excitedly rips open\r\n          A Letter from the KKK National Office. He grins and claps his\r\n          hands!\r\n          INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - CSPD - DAY\r\n                         \r\n          Flip stands looking at what looks like a Credit Card as Ron\r\n          sits at his desk, leaning back, satisfied.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Are you Fucking kidding me?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       What?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       You don\'t cross those lines. This is\r\n                       about an Investigation. Not a...\r\n                       Relationship.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON


a...\r\n                       Relationship.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       You\'re right, I\'m messin\' up. Hate to\r\n                       violate that Blue Wall of Silence.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Nice one.\r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Is Patrice a Target?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Maybe.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron goes quiet, concerned.\r\n                         \r\n          An excited Ron goes to the once stark empty white walls now\r\n          covered with numerous Klansmen Photos. Ron SLAPS the Photos\r\n          of Active Duty Soldiers.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       We got Active Duty Soldiers from Fort\r\n                       Carson. Going to the CID with this.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron SLAPS the photo of Steve and Jerry.\r\n                         \r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                       Our Mystery Boys Steve and Jerry.\r\n                       Still don\'t know who they are.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron SLAPS photos of Felix, Ivanhoe, Connie.\r\n                         \r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                       We got Felix\'s Old Klan Crew.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron turns to Flip and he SLAPS a photo of Walter.\r\n                         \r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH


photo of Walter.\r\n                         \r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                       And we got new Klan Walter.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Walter\'s a General without an Army.\r\n                       Felix\'s Crew is stronger than him.\r\n                         \r\n          Flip looks at Ron, amazed.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP (CONT\'D)\r\n                       You\'ve really been talking to Devin\r\n                       Davis?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Oh Hell yeah!!!\r\n                         \r\n          Ron SLAPS The Large Photo of Devin Davis.\r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                       That\'s my Ace Boon Coon Running\r\n                       Partner! And now that you got that\r\n                       Ronny Boy. We are on a Roll, Baby!!!\r\n                         \r\n          Ron laughs and points at the KKK Membership Card and Flip\r\n          picks it up.\r\n                         \r\n          CLOSE on the card as Flip reads it.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                                      RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Member in Good Standing\r\n                       Knights of the Ku Klux Klan\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       That\'s us The Stallworth Boys.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Yeah, funny, but you didn\'t have\r\n                       psychopath staring at you


funny, but you didn\'t have\r\n                       psychopath staring at you asking\r\n                       where you lived.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       I called to warn you, but you must\r\n                       have already taken off.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Ron, I wasn\'t raised Jewish. It\r\n                       wasn\'t a part of my Life. So I never\r\n                       thought much about being Jewish, was\r\n                       just another White Kid, didn\'t even\r\n                       have my Bar Mitzvah. No Chanukah for\r\n                       me. Christmas. In this job, you try\r\n                       to keep things at a distance. You put\r\n                       up a Shield so you don\'t feel\r\n                       anything... This shit is deep. When\r\n                       that Fuck Felix had me in that room\r\n                       and I kept having to deny my\r\n                       heritage...I have been passing.\r\n                           OMITTED.\r\n                         \r\n                           OMITTED.\r\n                         \r\n          EXT. FREEDOM HOUSE - DAY\r\n                         \r\n           Ron drives up and gets out of his Car and walks up meeting\r\n           Patrice, Odetta, Hakeem and other Members of the Black\r\n           Student Union outside holding flyers.\r\n                         \r\n           Patrice stands there looking very upset, she shoves a Flyer\r\n           out at Ron. He takes it, reads.\r\n                         \r\n           THE FLYER (RON\'S


reads.\r\n                         \r\n           THE FLYER (RON\'S POV)\r\n                         \r\n           A drawing of a Hooded and Robed Klansman. Above the Drawing,\r\n           there\'s Text: You Can Sleep Tonight Knowing The Klan Is\r\n           Awake.\r\n                         \r\n           2 SHOT - PATRICE AND RON\r\n                         \r\n                                                    RON STALLWORTH\r\n                         Where\'d you find them?\r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       I found this one on my Car. But\r\n                       they\'re all over The Neighborhood,\r\n                       too.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron looks around seeing Residents and Students holding the\r\n          Flyers, discussing them, some upset, others bewildered.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE (CONT\'D)\r\n                       Do you think this is Real?\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       It\'s Real.\r\n                         \r\n          ANGLE - STREET\r\n                         \r\n          Hakeem, Odetta and the Others look around for them, pissed.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       This is intimidation.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Clearly, this is about the Black\r\n                       Student Union and you.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   PATRICE\r\n                       Me?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n


\r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       You\'ve been outspoken about the\r\n                       incident with the Police when Brother\r\n                       Kwame was here.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       So the next time they\'ll have a\r\n                       Burning Cross out Front.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       They\'re trying to get to you, like\r\n                       you said they want to intimidate make\r\n                       themselves feared. If you don\'t let\r\n                       \'em scare you. They got nothing. But\r\n                       keep your eyes open. Be Cool.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  ODETTA\r\n                       That\'s the problem we\'ve been too\r\n                       Cool!\r\n                         \r\n                                                  HAKEEM\r\n                       Way too Cool!\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Maybe the both of you should call The\r\n                       Cops.\r\n                                                       HAKEEM\r\n                            How we know this ain\'t some of the\r\n                            KKK\'s Honky-Pig-Partners passing out\r\n                            this Shit!\r\n                         \r\n               Patrice and Ron step away from Odetta and Hakeem. They walk\r\n               and talk.\r\n                         \r\n               EXT. WINDING ROAD - HILLSIDE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n               A Fleet of Pickups rides uphill. A Flat Bed on the end of The\r\n               Convoy has


rides uphill. A Flat Bed on the end of The\r\n               Convoy has an Eighteen-Foot Wooden Cross fastened on it.\r\n               A CSPD Patrol Car drives past The Convoy, headed downhill.\r\n                         \r\n          92   INT. IVANHOE\'S CAR - WINDING ROAD - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n               Ivanhoe, riding with Flip, watches The Patrol Car pass in the\r\n               opposite direction.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       IVANHOE\r\n                            Soak the Wood in Kerosene, we light a\r\n                            Cig on a pack of matches. Gives us\r\n                            time to Beat It before The Cross\r\n                            catches Fire. Safeguard against CSPD.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            Must be quite a sight.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       IVANHOE\r\n                            The Best. You can see it for Miles.\r\n                            Freaks out The Jew Media and puts\r\n                            Niggers on their Nigger Toes.\r\n                         \r\n               They ride in silence for a moment.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            A lot of these Guys in The Army?\r\n                         \r\n                                                       IVANHOE\r\n                            Yeah, even got a few in Active Duty.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            Just finished my Second Tour in Nam.\r\n                         \r\n               Ivanhoe\'s eyes light up.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       IVANHOE\r\n                            Oh


up.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       IVANHOE\r\n                            Oh yeah? Know anything about C-4?\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            Enough to make shit BLOW UP.\r\n                Flip stops talking. He might\'ve revealed a bit too much.\r\n                         \r\n                                                                                CUT TO:\r\n                         \r\n                EXT. OPPOSITE HILLSIDE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n                Ron watches as Walter and Felix argue through Night Vision\r\n                Binoculars. Ron says on the Walkie-Talkie.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        RON STALLWORTH\r\n                             Send another one.\r\n                         \r\n                                                                                CUT TO:\r\n                         \r\n          93A   EXT. TOP OF THE HILL - HILLSIDE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n                Another Patrol Car passes.\r\n                         \r\n                                                         IVANHOE\r\n                             Damn, that\'s The Second One. Pigs are\r\n                             out tonight.\r\n                         \r\n          94    EXT. TOP OF THE HILL - HILLSIDE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n                The Convoy crests The Hill, pulls to The Side of The Road.\r\n                         \r\n                The Klansmen dismount and gather around The Flatbed Truck\r\n                carrying the Wooden Cross.\r\n                         \r\n                Another CSPD Patrol Car appears. It passes by, not slowing.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        FELIX\r\n                             That makes Three Piggy


\r\n                                                        FELIX\r\n                             That makes Three Piggy Wiggys.\r\n                         \r\n                Everyone stops what they\'re doing.\r\n                         \r\n                Felix turns and catches Flip\'s eye. It almost seems as if\r\n                he\'s staring directly at Flip...\r\n                         \r\n                                                                                CUT TO:\r\n                         \r\n          94A   EXT. OPPOSITE HILLSIDE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n                RON LOOKING THROUGH THE BINOCULARS\r\n                         \r\n                lowers them, grins to himself.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        RON STALLWORTH\r\n                             Good job, Men.\r\n                         \r\n                                                                                CUT TO:\r\n                         \r\n          94B   EXT. TOP OF THE HILL - HILLSIDE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n                THE PICKUP TRUCKS\r\n               Peeling out, heading back down The Hill.\r\n                         \r\n               EXT. PATRICE\'S HOUSE - DAY\r\n                         \r\n               Patrice comes outside and gets in the Car taking off. Felix\r\n               has been watching her the whole time sitting in his pick up\r\n               truck. He spits, tosses his cigarette and follows her.\r\n                         \r\n          96   INT. RON\'S DESK - CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n               It\'s late. Ron\'s alone on the phone in mid-conversation.


late. Ron\'s alone on the phone in mid-conversation. It\r\n               is intercut with Devin Davis speaking on the sofa in his\r\n                              OFFICE:\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            ...I don\'t share this with many\r\n                            people, but My family had a Colored\r\n                            Housekeeper growing up. Her name was\r\n                            Pinky. She was probably the closest\r\n                            Woman to me other than Mother.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            That surprises me.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            I know. People think I hate Negroes.\r\n                            I don\'t and The Organization doesn\'t\r\n                            either.\r\n                         \r\n               Ron gives a "This Is Crazy!" Look.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            They just need to be with their own.\r\n                            That\'s what Pinky would say, she had\r\n                            no problem with Segregation because\r\n                            she wanted to be with her own kind.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            Sounds like she was a Mammy to you.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            She was. You ever see "Gone with the\r\n                            Wind"? Pinky was my Hattie McDaniel.\r\n                            She won an Oscar for Best Supporting\r\n                            Actress.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            You were Scarlett and she was


RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            You were Scarlett and she was Mammy.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            That\'s right. When she passed away it\r\n                            was like we lost one of the Family.\r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          A good Nigger\'s funny that way. In\r\n                          that sense they\'re like a Dog. They\r\n                          can get real close to you and when\r\n                          you lose em\'. Just breaks your heart.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                          Well said Ron.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          I knew a Nigger once.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                          Didja?\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          Yeah. Nigger lived across the street\r\n                          from us. I must of been Six or Seven.\r\n                          His nickname was Butter Biscuit.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                          How\'d he get that nickname?\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          He loved his Mama\'s Butter Biscuits.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                          Yum Yum!!!\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          Me and Butter Biscuit played together\r\n                          everyday. One day My Father came home\r\n                          early from work and told me I\r\n                          couldn\'t play with


early from work and told me I\r\n                          couldn\'t play with him anymore\r\n                          because I was White and Butter\r\n                          Biscuit was a Nigger.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. DEVIN DAVIS\'S OFFICE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n          Davis laughs.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                          That\'s rich.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron\'s face reveals the story is probably true, but reversed.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          Ain\'t it.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                          Your Father sounds like a Terrific\r\n                          Man.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          Thanks, Buddy.\r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            Well, you\'re an upstanding White\r\n                            Christian Man. I tell you this is why\r\n                            we need more people like us in Public\r\n                            Office. To get this Country back on\r\n                            Track.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            Amen.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            For America to Achieve our\r\n                            Greatness... again.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            Absolutely. Sure wish we had the\r\n                            chance to chat Face to Face.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            In due time, my friend, in due


DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            In due time, my friend, in due time.\r\n                            I\'ll be in Colorado Springs for your\r\n                            initiation...\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            You\'ll be in Colorado Springs?\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            You bet your Mayflower Society Ass I\r\n                            will.\r\n                         \r\n               Ron smiles and takes a SMALL NOTE PAD from his jacket pocket\r\n               and writes something down.\r\n                         \r\n               INT. COLORADO COLLEGE LIBRARY - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n               Patrice sits in front of a MICROFILM READER.\r\n                         \r\n               CLOSE UP - PATRICE\r\n                         \r\n               Her Face is covered with EMOTION as she rolls through the\r\n               ghastly photos of BLACK LYNCHINGS.\r\n                         \r\n          97   INT. CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - DAY\r\n                         \r\n               Ron is alone at his desk. He is on the Undercover Phone Line.\r\n                         \r\n                                        WALTER (O.S.)\r\n                            We need a new Leader. Someone\r\n                            everyone can unite behind. Felix\r\n                            would Love to be The One but we can\'t\r\n                            let that happen. He\'s a Crazy\r\n                            Sonofvabitch. A Loose Cannon. We need\r\n                            someone Articulate, who displays\r\n                            Great Leadership


We need\r\n                            someone Articulate, who displays\r\n                            Great Leadership qualities...\r\n                                                        Cherry Revision 77.\r\n                         \r\n                                    WALTER (O.S.) (CONT\'D)\r\n                        It should be you, Ron. You should be\r\n                        Chapter President. You!!!\r\n                         \r\n           Ron sits there a moment, unable to say a word. After he\r\n                          COMPOSES HIMSELF:\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                        That would be quite an Honor.\r\n                         \r\n                                    WALTER (O.S.)\r\n                        You will be Great...\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                        I\'ll have to think about this. My\r\n                        father is very ill and he lives in El\r\n                        Paso. I won\'t have the time.\r\n                         \r\n                                    WALTER (O.S.)\r\n                        You\'re a Smart and Diligent Man. I\'ve\r\n                        got no doubt you could handle it.\r\n                         OMITTED\r\n                         \r\n          INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n           The Car\'s parked across The Street from Felix\'s House. Ron\r\n           listens in.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. FELIX\'S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n           The Whole Chapter is present. Half of them are open-carrying.\r\n


Whole Chapter is present. Half of them are open-carrying.\r\n           In a corner, Ivanhoe teaches Flip the historic Klan\r\n           handshake.\r\n                         \r\n           CLOSE - Index and Middle Finger extended along The Inside\r\n           Wrist.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   WALTER\r\n                        I think it\'s time for some new Blood\r\n                        to get in here. I\'m planning to step\r\n                        down as your President.\r\n                         \r\n           Members exchanged looks. Felix can\'t hide his smile.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   WALTER (CONT\'D)\r\n                        I\'d like to make a nomination...\r\n                        Mr. Ron Stallworth for Chapter\r\n                        President.\r\n                         \r\n           The Room is Silent.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   FELIX\r\n                        We just met this Guy.\r\n                                     IVANHOE\r\n          He just walked in off the street.\r\n                                                   FELIX\r\n                        Let me ask a question. Is there\r\n                        anybody here that is willing to put\r\n                        their Neck on the Line for Ron?\r\n                         \r\n                                                   WALTER\r\n                        I will vouch for Ron.\r\n                         \r\n           All eyes turn to Flip.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   FLIP\r\n                        It\'s a Big Honor but I can\'t accept.\r\n                        Problem is, what you Good Men need is\r\n                        a President who will be constant, on\r\n                        CALL Day In, Day


a President who will be constant, on\r\n                        CALL Day In, Day Out. I\'ll be back\r\n                        and forth between here and Dallas.\r\n                         \r\n           INT. UNMARKED CAR - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n           Ron on headphones squints, WORRIED, saying to himself.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                        El Paso, Flip, El Paso...\r\n                         \r\n          INT. FELIX\'S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n                                                   WALTER\r\n                        Dallas? I thought it was El Paso.\r\n                         \r\n           The rest of the Chapter Members are paying attention now.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   FLIP\r\n                        Did I say Dallas?\r\n                         \r\n                                                   WALTER\r\n                        You sure did.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   FELIX\r\n                        Ron which One is it?\r\n                         \r\n                                                   IVANHOE\r\n                        Make up your mind.\r\n                         \r\n           The whole Room waits.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   FLIP\r\n                        Dallas is where my Plane layover is.\r\n                        El Paso is where my sick Father is.\r\n                         \r\n           They buy it. We think.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   IVANHOE\r\n                        Dallas, where they killed that Nigger\r\n                        Lover Kennedy.\r\n                                                       FELIX\r\n                            Where you learned that?\r\n


FELIX\r\n                            Where you learned that?\r\n                         \r\n                                                         IVANHOE\r\n                            I can read.\r\n                         \r\n               The Chapter chatters in agreement.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       FLIP\r\n                            I just hope my Father isn\'t cared for\r\n                            by some Texicano Spic Nurse.\r\n                         \r\n               Collective moans.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       WALTER\r\n                            We\'ll pray for ya Pop\'s health.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       IVANHOE\r\n                            And Big Spic Teets!!!\r\n                         \r\n               INT. CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - RON\'S DESK - DAY\r\n                         \r\n               Ron is on the Undercover Phone Line. Sgt. Trapp sits behind\r\n               him. Ron has his Receiver out so that Trapp can listen in.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            I\'m anxious to meet you and it will\r\n                            be something I share with my Family\r\n                            for Generations to come.\r\n                         \r\n          103A INT. DEVIN DAVIS\'S OFFICE - DEVIN\'S DESK - DAY\r\n                         \r\n               INTERCUT RON AND SGT. TRAPP WITH DEVIN DAVIS AT HIS DESK:\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            I\'m eager to meet you too, Ron.\r\n                         \r\n               Ron and Sgt. Trapp


too, Ron.\r\n                         \r\n               Ron and Sgt. Trapp make eye contact. Sgt. Trapp nods, a laugh\r\n               threatening to spring out of his Face.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            Say, Mr. Davis... I just have to ask.\r\n                            Aren\'t you ever concerned about some\r\n                            Smart-Aleck Negro calling you and\r\n                            pretending to be White?\r\n                         \r\n               Sgt. Trapp covers his Mouth.\r\n                         \r\n                                                       DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                            No, I can always tell when I\'m\r\n                            talking to a Negro.\r\n                         \r\n                                                         RON STALLWORTH\r\n                            How so?\r\n                                                  DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                       Take you, for example. I can tell you\r\n                       are a pure Aryan White Man by the way\r\n                       you pronounce certain words.\r\n                         \r\n          Sgt. Trapp is doubled over now.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Any examples?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                       Take the word "are". A pure Aryan\r\n                       like you or I would say it\r\n                       correctly... like "are". Negroes\r\n                       pronounce it "are-uh".\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       You are so White... Right. I want to\r\n                       thank you for this Lesson because if\r\n                       you had not


to\r\n                       thank you for this Lesson because if\r\n                       you had not brought it to my\r\n                       attention, I would never have noticed\r\n                       the difference between how We talk\r\n                       and how Negroes talk.\r\n                         \r\n          Sgt. Trapp is laughing so hard he is shaking violently. He\r\n          shakes his head as if to implore Ron to stop.\r\n                         \r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                       From now on I\'m going to pay close\r\n                       attention to my Telephone\r\n                       conversations so I can make sure I\'m\r\n                       not talking to one of dem\' Sneaky\r\n                       Coloreds.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron cups The Receiver, looks at Sgt. Trapp, whispers.\r\n                         \r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                       You okay?\r\n                         \r\n          Sgt. Trapp gets up and bumbles away. Ron speaks into The\r\n                         PHONE:\r\n                         \r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                       I would love to continue this\r\n                       conversation when you are in Colorado\r\n                       Springs. Beautiful here, Sir. God\'s\r\n                       Country.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  DEVIN DAVIS\r\n                       That\'s what I\'ve heard, Ron. You have\r\n                       a nice day.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n


\r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       You too, Sir. God Bless White\r\n                       America.\r\n                Ron hangs up, laughing. He calls to Sgt. Trapp:\r\n                         \r\n                                         RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                             It\'s over!!! You can come back!!!\r\n                         \r\n                INT. FELIX\'S HOUSE - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                Just then-- The Undercover Phone rings. Ron hesitates. It\'s\r\n                strange timing. He picks up.\r\n                         \r\n                                           RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                             Hello?\r\n                         \r\n                                           FELIX (O.S.)\r\n                             It\'s Felix.\r\n                         \r\n                Ron quickly cups The Receiver.\r\n                         \r\n                                         FELIX (O.S.)(CONT\'D)\r\n                             Catch you at a bad time?\r\n                         \r\n                                                        RON STALLWORTH\r\n                             Not at all. Just... finishing a Meal.\r\n                         \r\n                                         FELIX (O.S.)\r\n                             Meeting. My House. Now. Git ya Ass in\r\n                             gear and don\'t tell Mealy Mouth\r\n                             Walter.\r\n                         \r\n          104   EXT. BACKYARD - FELIX\'S HOUSE - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                Flip looks down at a Steel Door built into The Ground,


\r\n                Flip looks down at a Steel Door built into The Ground, its\r\n                latch left open. He looks around. Paranoid.\r\n                         \r\n          105   INT. FELIX\'S STORM SHELTER - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                Flip enters The Short Stairwell, steps to The Cement Floor.\r\n                         \r\n                                         FELIX (O.S.)\r\n                             Welcome to The Promised Land.\r\n                         \r\n                The Room is Tight. Military Outfits hang from The Wall,\r\n                surrounding The Group of Klansmen, who sit on Milk Crates. In\r\n                the corner, a Sniper Rifle rests on a swivel near Boxes of\r\n                Canned Goods and Stacked Cots.\r\n                         \r\n                Flip finds an empty Crate, Squats.\r\n                         \r\n                Felix stands underneath a single hanging Light-Bulb.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        FELIX (CONT\'D)\r\n                             In about a week\'s time, we will be\r\n                             welcoming Mr. Davis to our City.\r\n                         \r\n                Felix lets that hang in The Air for a moment.\r\n                                                  FELIX (CONT\'D)\r\n                       Who\'s packing tonight?\r\n                         \r\n          Ivanhoe goes upside his head with his handgun.\r\n                                                      IVANHOE\r\n                         I\'m packed.\r\n                         \r\n          One by one, Brothers brandish Weapons. Except


\r\n          One by one, Brothers brandish Weapons. Except Flip.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FELIX (CONT\'D)\r\n                         Where\'s your Piece, Ron?\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         I don\'t carry it on me All The Time.\r\n                         \r\n          The Chapter Members laugh teasingly.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FELIX\r\n                         I got ya covered.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         Won\'t happen again.\r\n                         \r\n          Felix reaches behind his back, pulls out a Sharpe & Gibson\r\n          .45 caliber and hands it to Flip.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     FELIX (CONT\'D)\r\n                         We\'re gonna need your Good Shot come\r\n                         next Sunday.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         What\'s gonna happen next Sunday?\r\n                         \r\n          A beat. Felix regards the rest of the Men with gravity.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FELIX\r\n                         The War is gonna come to us.\r\n                         \r\n                                                      FLIP\r\n                         Fuck ya\'.\r\n                         \r\n          Felix grins.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    IVANHOE\r\n                         Looks like we got ourselves another\r\n                         Soldier.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FELIX\r\n                         Just make sure that when you\'re at\r\n                         The Steakhouse, you\'ve got your new\r\n                         friend with


The Steakhouse, you\'ve got your new\r\n                         friend with Ya.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    IVANHOE\r\n                         And give it a name.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. FELIX\'S HOUSE/BEDROOM - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n          Felix and Connie are in bed, she is lying on his chest.\r\n                                     CONNIE\r\n          Honey, you ever have second thoughts?\r\n                         \r\n                                        FELIX\r\n          About what?\r\n                         \r\n                                        CONNIE\r\n          Killin\' \'em.\r\n                         \r\n                                     FELIX\r\n          Never think twice about Killin\'\r\n          Niggers.\r\n                                                     CONNIE\r\n                          Won\'t be able to take it back.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     FELIX\r\n                          They\'re da\' first of many Niggers\r\n                          that must die, Honey Bun.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     CONNIE\r\n                          I know. It\'s just... becoming so\r\n                          real. It\'s always seemed like a\r\n                          dream.\r\n                         \r\n          Felix sits up, reflecting, proud and determined.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     FELIX\r\n                          I know. It\'s just so beautiful. We\'re\r\n                          cleansing this Country of a\r\n                          backwards Race of Monkey\'s. First the\r\n                          Spooks then the Kikes.\r\n                         \r\n          Felix sits up raising his hand like


\r\n          Felix sits up raising his hand like Martin Luther King.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     FELIX (CONT\'D)\r\n                          Free at last! Free at Last! Thank God\r\n                          a\'mighty - Free a\' dem Niggers At\r\n                          Last!!!\r\n                         \r\n          They chuckle.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     CONNIE\r\n                          I love when you do that, Honey.\r\n                         \r\n          Connie looks into his eyes, also reflective.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     CONNIE (CONT\'D)\r\n                          You know, we\'ve talked about killing\r\n                          Niggers for so many years and now\r\n                          it\'s really happening.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     FELIX\r\n                          My Old Man always told me good things\r\n                          come to those who wait.\r\n                         \r\n          She touches the side of his face, very loving.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     CONNIE\r\n                          Thank you for bringing me into you\r\n                          Life. For loving me like you do and\r\n                          giving me a purpose, direction.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     FELIX\r\n                          Y\'know, this will be the Shot heard\r\n                          around The World.\r\n                                     CONNIE\r\n          The New Boston Tea Party.\r\n                                                        FELIX\r\n                             Honey Bun, one day, The Great\r\n                             Historians will write about us like\r\n                             that. They\'ll say we were the\r\n                             Patriots that saved America. You


They\'ll say we were the\r\n                             Patriots that saved America. You and\r\n                             me. We turned the Tide. Saved our\r\n                             True White Race... it fact, saved an\r\n                             entire Nation and brought it back to\r\n                             its Glorious Destiny.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        CONNIE\r\n                             In a way, we\'re The New Founding\r\n                             Fathers.\r\n                         \r\n                This strikes Felix. He sits there soaking it in. He finally\r\n                turns to Connie.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        FELIX\r\n                             Yes we are... Martha.\r\n                         \r\n                                                        CONNIE\r\n                             Indeed we are... George.\r\n                The Couple Kiss each other passionately.\r\n                         \r\n                         106   OMITTED\r\n                         \r\n                         107   OMITTED\r\n                         \r\n          108   INT. CSPD INTELLIGENCE UNIT - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                Ron arrives. Sits at his Desk. A deep sigh. But then...\r\n                         \r\n                He sees something. On his Desk. A Simple Note:\r\n                         \r\n                ACACIA PARK. 12 PM. BRING CASE BOOK. AGENT Y - FBI.\r\n                         \r\n                EXT. OLD ABANDONED BREWSTER\'S FACTORY - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                Ron\'s Car is parked, and another Car drives up and parks\r\n                across from him.\r\n


another Car drives up and parks\r\n                across from him.\r\n                         \r\n                ANGLE - BOTH CARS\r\n                         \r\n                AGENT Y - (40\'s) in a Suit - gets out the car and Ron follows\r\n                suit.\r\n                         \r\n                                         MAN   (O.S.)\r\n                             Mr. Stallworth.\r\n                         \r\n                                                          RON STALLWORTH\r\n                             Agent... Y?\r\n          EXT. OLD ABANDONED BREWSTER\'S FACTORY - DAY\r\n                         \r\n                                                  AGENT Y\r\n                       Names of Chapter Members?\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y shows Ron a folder and runs his Finger down The List\r\n          and suddenly stops. He then continues going down The List,\r\n          then stops again. He pulls out a Small Ledger and makes a\r\n          note.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       What is this about?\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y turns back.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  AGENT Y\r\n                       Two Names on your list work at NORAD.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       The Two Mystery men. Steve and Jerry?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  AGENT Y\r\n                       Their real names are Harry Dricks and\r\n                       Kevin Nelson. Two Clowns with Top\r\n                       Security clearances. These Klansmen\r\n                       are in charge of monitoring our\r\n                       Safety.\r\n


are in charge of monitoring our\r\n                       Safety.\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y lets this sink in. Even Ron is surprised by this.\r\n                         \r\n                                   AGENT Y (CONT\'D)\r\n                       You\'ve done a Service to your\r\n                       Country.\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y slips Ron a folder full of Papers.\r\n                         \r\n                                   AGENT Y (CONT\'D)\r\n                       We\'ve been monitoring your\r\n                       Investigation. Impressive.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron flips through the Papers. Various documents about The\r\n          History of The Colorado Klan.\r\n          Agent Y takes a thoughtful pause.\r\n                         \r\n                                   AGENT Y (CONT\'D)\r\n                       Last night, Fort Carson reported\r\n                       several C4 Explosives missing from\r\n                       their Armory. No suspects.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Klan...?\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y doesn\'t say anything. Not confirming, not denying.\r\n                         \r\n                                   RON STALLWORTH (CONT\'D)\r\n                       We thought they might pull something.\r\n                       But not like this?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  AGENT Y\r\n                       You won\'t see this on the News. For\r\n                       obvious reasons but I thought it\r\n                       might be of interest to you.\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y rises to his feet. Ron rises as well.\r\n


Agent Y rises to his feet. Ron rises as well.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       If you know about an attack, I need\r\n                       to know when.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  AGENT Y\r\n                       You\'re the one with the Impressive\r\n                       Investigation.\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y walks to his car.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       But... can\'t you, The FBI pitch in?\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y gets in his car.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  AGENT Y\r\n                       Federal Bureau of Investigation?\r\n                         \r\n          Ron just looks at him.\r\n                         \r\n                                   AGENT Y (CONT\'D)\r\n                       Because we never had this\r\n                       conversation.\r\n                         \r\n          Agent Y drives off.\r\n          Felix and Flip are alone.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       Flip, I\'m starting to trust you. I\'m\r\n                       gonna tell you something none of our\r\n                       Brothers know. My lil\' sister married\r\n                       a Nigger. Now I got a lil\' Nigger\r\n                       Niece and a lil\' Nigger Nephew. Jesus\r\n                       Christ, The World\'s going to Hell in\r\n                       a Handbasket! Do me a favor, don\'t\r\n                       tell nobody. Cuz\' if you do, I\'m\r\n                       gonna have to


Cuz\' if you do, I\'m\r\n                       gonna have to shoot you dead. I\'m\r\n                       serious.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FLIP\r\n                       Thanks for sharing.\r\n                         \r\n          EXT. FREEDOM HOUSE, PORCH - DAY\r\n                         \r\n          Ron and Patrice are going at it on the Porch. The Freedom\r\n          House Protestors assemble on the street to March on the KKK.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       You can hate me all you want to, just\r\n                       promise me you won\'t go to The\r\n                       Protest.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       I\'m going. We\'re going. What are you\r\n                       talking about?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       I can\'t say specifics but today, The\r\n                       Klan is planning an Attack.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       Then we have to tell The People.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Not an option.\r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       What\'s wrong with you?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       No one can know while it\'s an Active\r\n                       Investigation...\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       Active Investigation? And pray tell\r\n                       how do you know all this? You a Cop?\r\n                         \r\n


how do you know all this? You a Cop?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       I\'m not a Cop.\r\n                         \r\n          Silence.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       What are you, then?...\r\n                         \r\n          Ron takes a moment. Then...\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       ...I\'m a Undercover Detective. I\'ve\r\n                       been investigating The Klan.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       Fuckin\' KKK? Ron Stallworth, you lied\r\n                       to me. Is that even your real name?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Ron Stallworth is my first and last\r\n                       name. Today\'s not the day...\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       I take my Duties as President Of The\r\n                       Black Student Union seriously. What\r\n                       is this all about?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       All the good it does. You could sit\r\n                       in the middle of Nevada Avenue and\r\n                       set yourself on Fire and The Klan\r\n                       will still be here.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  PATRICE\r\n                       I\'d be doing something. Unlike you.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       Unlike Me? Don\'t think because I\'m\r\n                       not wearing a Black Beret,


think because I\'m\r\n                       not wearing a Black Beret, Black\r\n                       Leather Jacket and Black Ray Bans\r\n                       screaming "KILL WHITEY" doesn\'t mean\r\n                       I don\'t care about my People.\r\n                         \r\n          Patrice takes this in.\r\n                                                   PATRICE\r\n                        That night we saw Brother Kwame...\r\n                        were you Undercover then too?\r\n                         \r\n                                                    RON STALLWORTH\r\n                        Patrice...\r\n                         \r\n                                                   PATRICE\r\n                        ...Answer the question. Were you\r\n                        Undercover The Night we met?\r\n                         \r\n           Ron is silent.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   PATRICE (CONT\'D)\r\n                        Ron Stallworth are you for Revolution\r\n                        and The Liberation of Black People?\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                        I\'m a Undercover Detective for The\r\n                        Colorado Springs Police Department.\r\n                        It\'s my J-O-B.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   PATRICE\r\n                        House Niggers said they had J-O-B-S\r\n                        too. You disgust me.\r\n                         OMITTED\r\n                         \r\n          INT. PHONE BOOTH - DAY\r\n                         \r\n           Butch is on the phone.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    BUTCH\r\n                        It\'s off.\r\n                         \r\n          INT.


It\'s off.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. INTELLIGENCE UNIT - RON\'S DESK - DAY\r\n                         \r\n           INTERCUT WITH BUTCH. Ron on the phone with Butch.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    RON STALLWORTH\r\n                        The March?\r\n                         \r\n                                                    BUTCH\r\n                        Yeah.\r\n                         \r\n                                                   RON STALLWORTH\r\n                        What\'s going on?\r\n                         \r\n                                                   BUTCH\r\n                        You\'ll know soon enough.\r\n                         \r\n           CLICK! Ron hangs up the phone, dreading this. He turns to\r\n           Sgt. Trapp and Flip who have been standing there, listening.\r\n                                                    RON STALLWORTH\r\n                         Felix just said the March was\r\n                         cancelled.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         Why?\r\n                         \r\n          All Ron can do is shake his head. He paces, concerned.\r\n                         \r\n                                     SGT. TRAPP\r\n                         Could be all the Death Threats.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    RON STALLWORTH\r\n                         They\'re used to that.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FLIP\r\n                         And there\'s been nothing more about\r\n                         explosives?\r\n                         \r\n                                                    RON STALLWORTH\r\n                         No.\r\n                         \r\n          Chief Bridges walks in unexpectedly with Landers.


\r\n          Chief Bridges walks in unexpectedly with Landers. Everyone\r\n          snaps up, respectful.\r\n                         \r\n                                     CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT\'D)\r\n                         ...I have a Special Assignment for\r\n                         Ron.\r\n                         \r\n                                     SGT. TRAPP\r\n                         Ron already has an assignment.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    RON STALLWORTH\r\n                         What\'s more important than preventing\r\n                         an Attack?\r\n                         \r\n          Chief Bridges hands Ron "The Devin Davis Death Threat Fax."\r\n                         \r\n                                                    CHIEF BRIDGES\r\n                         There are very credible threats to\r\n                         Devin Davis\'s Life. Ron, I\'m\r\n                         assigning you to be Security Detail\r\n                         for Davis.\r\n                         \r\n          A Shockwave.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    RON STALLWORTH\r\n                         I don\'t think that\'s a wise\r\n                         decision...\r\n                                                     LANDERS\r\n                          ...Davis needs protection. There\'s no\r\n                          one else available.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     CHIEF BRIDGES\r\n                          Ron, it\'s Nut Cracking Time. Put your\r\n                          Personal Politics aside.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     FLIP\r\n                          Chief, it\'s not about that and you\r\n                          know it. Devin Davis and Ron have\r\n                          been speaking over the phone, several\r\n                          times. If he


have\r\n                          been speaking over the phone, several\r\n                          times. If he recognizes his voice...\r\n                          or if any of The Klansmen do, it\r\n                          could compromise Our Entire\r\n                          Investigation.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          A Clusterfuck.\r\n                         \r\n          CHIEF BRIDGES curls a smile.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     CHIEF BRIDGES\r\n                          Correct me if I\'m wrong but didn\'t\r\n                          you boast that you were fluent in\r\n                          both English and Jive?\r\n                         \r\n          Ron is quiet.\r\n                         \r\n                                      CHIEF BRIDGES (CONT\'D)\r\n                          Do you remember that?\r\n                         \r\n                                                     LANDERS\r\n                          Answer The Chief!\r\n                         \r\n          Ron goes at Landers.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          Man, who you think you\'re talking to.\r\n                          You\'ve been trying to sabotage me\r\n                          since Day One.\r\n                         \r\n                                                      CHIEF BRIDGES\r\n                          Gentlemen.\r\n                         \r\n                                                     LANDERS\r\n                          Why you getting so worked up, Boy?\r\n                         \r\n                                                     RON STALLWORTH\r\n                          Who you callin\' Boy?\r\n                         \r\n          Chief raises his eyebrows from the comment. A pissed Master\r\n          Patrolman Landers turns to Chief Bridges


comment. A pissed Master\r\n          Patrolman Landers turns to Chief Bridges for support but he\r\n          says nothing. Landers then Exits. Chief says to Ron.\r\n                                                  CHIEF BRIDGES\r\n                       If you let him get to you that easy,\r\n                       you ain\'t got a Shot with Devin\r\n                       Davis.\r\n                         \r\n          Ron takes his SMALL NOTE PAD out and writes something down\r\n          again. Chief Bridges looks at him confused.\r\n                         \r\n          INT. FELIX\'S HOUSE/GARAGE - NIGHT\r\n                         \r\n          A work light shines over them. WALKER, 40\'s, a tattooed Ex-\r\n          Con and Demolitions Expert, instructs Felix, Ivanhoe and\r\n          Connie. They stand around a large work bench in the garage.\r\n          He carefully removes a large C4 Bomb from his gym bag.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  WALKER\r\n                       Listen up. First, The Primary Target.\r\n                         \r\n          Walker speaks to Connie. He sets The Bomb on the work bench.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  WALKER (CONT\'D)\r\n                       Felix says you\'re doing it. So all\r\n                       you have to do is set the pocketbook\r\n                       on the front porch, back porch, side\r\n                       wall, doesn\'t matter. It just has to\r\n                       be against the building. You can\r\n                       plant it anywhere. There\'s enough C4\r\n


can\r\n                       plant it anywhere. There\'s enough C4\r\n                       here to take the whole thing out.\r\n                         \r\n          Walker hands the C4 to Felix.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  WALKER\r\n                       Be careful with that.\r\n                         \r\n                                                    FELIX\r\n                       Understand?\r\n                         \r\n          Felix hands the C4 to Connie.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  CONNIE\r\n                       I understand.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  WALKER\r\n                       All you have to do when you\'ve placed\r\n                       it...\r\n                         \r\n          Walker puts his Finger on the Toggle Switch.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  WALKER (CONT\'D)\r\n                       ...is flip this switch. That\'s it.\r\n                       Got it?\r\n                         \r\n          Walker passes the detonator to Felix, who passes it to\r\n          Connie.\r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       Miss Black Student Union Bitch is\r\n                       bringing in some Old Coon to speak.\r\n                       The place should be packed. So\r\n                       Walker, nothing but rubble...\r\n                         \r\n                                                  WALKER\r\n                       ...And Barbecue Niggers.\r\n                         \r\n          Ivanhoe laughs, liking that. Walker carefully removes another\r\n          Smaller Bomb from the bag. He can hold it in one hand.\r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       And what happens if that don\'t work?\r\n                         \r\n


And what happens if that don\'t work?\r\n                         \r\n                                                    WALKER\r\n                       Plan B.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  FELIX\r\n                       Can you handle it, Honey?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  CONNIE\r\n                       You can count on me. I\'ve been\r\n                       waiting to do my part.\r\n                         \r\n          He gives her a peck on the lips.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  WALKER\r\n                       Lovebirds. Get a Hotel Room.\r\n                         \r\n          Connie puts the C-4, Smaller Bomb and Detonator into her\r\n          Pocketbook. Ivanhoe reaches for it.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  IVANHOE\r\n                       Can I feel it?\r\n                         \r\n                                                  WALKER\r\n                       No!!! No feel!!!\r\n                         \r\n          EXT. ANTLERS HOTEL - DAY\r\n                         \r\n          Ron still in plain clothes parks his unmarked car in the lot\r\n          of The Luxurious Antlers Hotel on South Cascade Ave.\r\n                         \r\n          He walks toward the entrance, where the Six Bikers stand\r\n          around Davis\' Sedan. The Bikers all look up simultaneously.\r\n                         \r\n                                                  RON STALLWORTH\r\n                       I\'m Mr. Davis\' Security Detail.\r\n                         \r\n          They look at each other, then back at Ron. They say nothing.\r\n                         \r\n          Just then Davis emerges from The Hotel, wearing a