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And that was a real big hit
from 1954.

Remember those days?

Ike was in office,

the Lone Ranger
was on the tube and...

and my brother Ray
was only a bun in the oven.

You sure about that, Archie?

Ah... look at the picture.

See?

That's this car.

And that's you

in Mama's belly.

I don't remember that.

Well, how could you remember?

I mean, you wasn't
even born yet!

Ah, you're making this up.
Look.

That's Daddy.

That's me.

That's Mama.

That's you.

No.
Yeah!

Mama, tell him
the picture's real.

It's real, all right.

Here's your coffee.

And stop tormenting him.

I thought I asked you
to put this picture away.

You sure was pretty, Mama.

And Archie,

don't stay up too late.

You got work in the morning.

"The Pierce family.

"Larksburg, Mississippi.

May 17, 1954."

Black Monday.

What's that?

The day Daddy got in trouble?

That's the day all white
folks got in trouble.

You remember that day, Archie.

You remember that our
daddy had no choice.

Someone had to teach
them coloreds a lesson.

Whoa, a '54 Chevy.

Cool.

Hey, Elliot, how's it going?

Archie, you never told me
you had a car like this.

I don't got one.
- This is my brother's... Ray.

I don't even got a license.

Boy, is it beautiful.

What you doin' in here, boy?

Oh, we're raising money
for our school band.

Here, want to buy a candy bar?

You get the hell
out of my garage.

Hey, if you don't want one,

you don't
have to...

I'll get you another time...

boy.

And Paris, Istanbul.

A lifetime of travel.

All right in that box.

In other words, the things

that your grandchildren
didn't want?

Exactly.
Okay.

Now, let's talk price.

I don't know much
about antiques.

Antiques? It's junk!

I just want to get rid of it.

20 bucks.

Forty.

Twenty-five.

Thirty.

Twenty-five.

Sold.

Yeah.

Here you go.

Pleasure.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

Be with you in a sec.

Oh, that's okay.

That's okay.

You from the South?

Oh, you mean Dixie?

That's from...

a '54 Chevy.

Right.

I just bought it.

It's a... it's a...

a factory model.

How do you know?

My brother used to have one,

but it got busted.

We got a '54 Chevy.

Used to belong
to my daddy, but...

Ray works on it every day.

What's your name?

Johnny.

Oh, mine's Archie.

I just cashed my paycheck
this morning,

and I think I should...

buy this radio.

I think it'd make
my brother happy.

How much do you think
it's worth?

Oh, I... I know
how much it's worth.

I... I got to tell you,
though,

I-I-I don't think
that I can afford it.

How much do you have?

Uh...

hundred dollars.

I'll tell you what.

I'll take $25, and I'll

throw in the flag.

Deal.

Hey, Archie.

Yeah.

I really appreciate
this, you know.

This is going to make the car

just like when Daddy drove it.

Well, he never, uh...

he never drove it very much.

He went away
'cause he killed a man.

He killed a colored
sharecropper.

Right. And no one would
have thought twice

about it, if it hadn't been

for an uppity black lawyer.

Right, Ray.

He found a witness who put
a noose around our daddy's neck.

Right.

I, uh...
I got to tell you, Ray,

I don't like it when
you... when you

talk like that, and...

I don't like what you did

to my friend Elliot
the other day, either.

I do not want him
hanging around.

Now, you may be slow, Archie,

but you don't have to be stupid.

Look at this.

That is your daddy, Steve Pierce

doing what needed doing.

He would turn in his grave

if he knew you
was friendly with a colored.

So, you stay away from him.

You hear?

Right, Ray.

Where's Jack?

Oh, his flight was delayed.

He won't be in for
another couple of hours.

Oh.

So, did you sell anything yet?

A car radio.

I didn't know we
had a car radio.

Oh, we didn't.

I bought a box of junk
for 25 bucks.

Guy comes in here, gives me $25

for the car radio alone.

Not bad, huh?

Did you check the
manifest first?

Why?

What?

A 1954 Chevrolet radio.

Oh, my God.

Hi, I'm back.

Should I go out and try again?

All right, what happened?

Jack, I bought a car radio,

and I resold it
without looking it up.

And it's listed.

Who bought it?

Some retarded guy named Archie.

Hey, Jack, maybe it's okay.

I mean, this guy
wouldn't hurt a fly.

Archie.

Did you get his last name?

But he was wearing a shirt
with a car wash patch on it.

Yeah. Um, Acme...

ABC... Ace!

Ace Car Wash... that was it.

Let's go see if we can find him.

Call me as soon
as you learn something.

I'll see if we've got a file
on this thing.

Hey, Jack... I'm sorry.

Just go.
If we move fast,

there may not be anything
to be sorry about.

Well, look who's here.

It's the chocolate salesman.

Let me shoot a few, huh?

Said I wanted to shoot a few.

You're nuts, man.

Don't you walk away
from me, boy.

Now, where do you get off

talking to a white man
like that, huh?

This here basketball court
make you something special?

No, sir.

All you people was ever good for

was, uh, basketball and dancing.

You got that
natural rhythm, boy?

I don't want no trouble, sir.

No trouble at all.

Attaboy.

Keep it up.

Dance.

Dance,

monkey!

¶ And the rules of desire... ¶

We got us one of them sweet

Mississippi nights,

so y'all sit back, relax

and let us take care of you.

¶... And it scares me ¶

¶ To see
how far I fell... ¶

I'll be right with you, darling.

Grab a stool.

Oh, we're out of meatloaf.

¶ Lord, take me ¶

¶ Out of this hell ¶

Here you go.

Now, what can I do for you?

What town is this?

Larksburg.

Prettiest town in Mississippi.

Larksburg?
Yeah.

"We might be small, but
we got a big heart."

Now, like I said,
meatloaf's gone.

You want chicken
or the pork chops?

Do you know
a family named Pierce?

Steve and Margie?

Why, sure.

You turn right at
the sheriff's office,

then you go up the hill and...

¶ And one heart ¶

¶ Taking its toll ¶

¶ Oh, yesterday passed... ¶

Pardon me, ma'am.

What are you doing in here, boy?

The general store is closed,
and I was wondering

if I could buy a loaf
of bread from you.

You can't read?

Sign says, "No coloreds."

Please.

My wife is in the hospital,

and I just want to make sure

my kids got something to eat.

It ain't up to me
to feed your kids.

Now, get on your way.

Get out of here... go on!

Please!

You!

Boy.

You deaf?

I heard you.

Well, you look at me
when I'm talking.

Thank you.

You touched a white woman, boy.

It was an accident.

Yeah.

Or maybe you think
crowding white women

is another one of your
constitutional rights.

Answer me.

No, sir.

Good.

That's good...
'cause

we might have to let you
into our schools,

but you'll be dead

before we let you start
pawing our women.

That's it...
let's get him, boys.

Get him, get him!
- Come on!

All right, break it up.

Break it up.

Get him,
get him, get him!

That's enough.

Get on out of here, Ben.

He touched Edna.

Oh, he hurt you?

What difference does that make?

Now, I understand folks

is all hot up about
what they're writing

in the papers, but this ain't
no way to deal with it.

What's your name, son?

Ray... Smith.

I don't know where you're
from, Ray... Smith,

but around here, when
one of our coloreds

gets out of place, we let
the sheriff deal with it.

Yes, sir.

Now, you folks get on
with what you were doing.

Fun's over.

All right.
Thank you, Sheriff.

You watch yourself, you hear?

You fix me one of those
milkshakes there, Edna.

Joe Nelson.

Got yourself a good
punch there, Ray.

Thank you, Joe.

Edna...

I need a vanilla shake
for my friend Ray.

Johnny was right.

The guy works at the car wash,

but he won't be back
until morning.

Did you get his last name?

Pierce, Archie Pierce.

He's got a brother, Ray Pierce.

A brother, too...
Terrific.

Hey, Jack, why don't you just

get it over with
and rip my head off.

If I thought it
would solve anything...

I would.
- Jack!

I'm sorry... how many times
do I have to say it?

When it comes to people's lives,
sorry isn't good enough.

Fine, then I'll look
for that damn radio myself.

Johnny.

Johnny, wait.

I'm not angry with you.

I'm angry with the situation.

We sold hundreds of objects

before we found out what
they really could do.

You haven't done anything worse
than we have.

But it just keeps on happening.

Mmm.

Everything here
is so clean.

Pure.

This is how it should be.

This ain't ever going to change.

We'll see to it.

Oh, it's going to
change, all right.

And not just with them
coloreds, neither.

We're gonna have spics, Jews,

slanty-eyes
from Vietnam.

Viet-who?

You're talking mush.

Today is just the beginning.

Coloreds will ride in
the front of the bus.

They'll marry our women,
even run for president.

You got yourself a
wild imagination, boy.

Steve's not too keen
on strangers joining up,

but, uh... I think
you'll fit right in.

Come on.

Mind the grass.

Damn Supreme Court.

Who asked them anyway?

I don't hear no coloreds
around here

complaining.

I mean, most of these people
know their place,

and those that don't,

we have to shove right back.

That's right.

But hell,

that's kind of fun,
isn't it, huh?

Won't be fun if our kids have
to go to school with them.

No kid of mine's going
to school with coloreds.

That may be fine
for them up north,

but not here, right, son?

No, sir, I ain't going
to school with coloreds.

You see that?

Even Archie here
knows what's right.

And what about this little one

in here?

No, sir.

Not them, neither.

"No, sir,
not them, neither!"

What?

Hush.

Steve...

this is Ray Smith.

Steve Pierce.

That sharecropper, Wilten,

got out of line
with Edna, and...

old Ray here worked
on him a little.

Is that so?

Yes, sir.

He'd like to come along tonight.

Margie...

get these boys a beer.

We got some
thirsty work tonight.

All right!
- Thank you.

Joe.

Archie.

Hi, Archie.

Remember me?

You're Johnny.

You work at that store

that sells all the...
all the old stuff.

That's right.

And this is Micki.

Hi. She's sort
of my boss.

You know that radio
that you bought?

Turns out I wasn't supposed
to sell it to you.

Yeah, I had promised it

to one of our other customers.

Oh, no.

And now it's in Ray's car.

Any idea where he is?

Sometimes, he just
goes driving,

doesn't come back for days.

Well, whenever you
do hear from him,

would you ask him
to give us a call?

Oh.

Sure, of course.

Thanks a lot, Archie.

Thank you very much.

We wait for him?

You read my mind.

The Supreme Court says
no more segregation.

Them judges in black robes

say we gotta mix
with black folk.

Are we going to let the Yankees
tell us what to do?

No, sir!

It's time

we let those coloreds
understand that.

And I ain't talkin' about
burning no more crosses.

Now come on.

All right.
Come on.

It's Steve.
What?

Y'all ready?

We're gonna kill
that sharecropper.

You're gonna be arrested.

Ah, for what?

For murder!

You gotta kill a human being
to be arrested for that, son.

No, no.
Listen to me!

There's this colored
lawyer, see,

and he's just dyin' for a case like this.
So what?

We have to, we'll kill him, too.

No, wait!

There's a witness.

A woman...
I don't know her name...

They kept it quiet.

What are you talking about?

When you kill him,

there'll be a witness around.

If you want to stay out of jail,

you make sure she dies, too!

You best keep an eye peeled
for her then.

Fellas!

Okay.

: I'm gonna kill
you sons of bitches...

You take what's coming
to you like a man,

we'll leave your kiddies alone.

You ain't got no right
to do this!

We got a right to
defend our race!

For God's sakes.

The penalty for assaulting
a white woman

is 30 lashes.

Brother Knight.

Tie him down!

Finish him off!

Jack, what're you doing here?

I thought you might be hungry.

What's going on?

Ray's still not back yet.

You find anything out?

Yeah, it took a while,
but I think so.

You know, Lewis used to keep
some clipping files

on several of the objects.

What I found on this one is like
a whole history of 1954.

What are you talking about?

I can't be sure yet,

but we may be dealing
with time travel.

If the owner has a good reason

and really wants to go back...

Then the car

will drive him into 1954.

Could be.

That ought to make them
coloreds think twice!

We should've strung him up
so they could all see him!

You boys take the back roads.

And make sure you clean the
blood off everything, you hear?

Yes, sir.

I told you there was nothing
to worry about.

Yeah.

Well, maybe my being here
changed things, huh?

Yeah. Sure.

We got us a lovely morning

for all you Larksburg listeners.

Looking forward
to a bright, sunny day.

And here's something
to get you started right.

Whoa!
Look at that!

Where the hell did he come from?

¶... There's a fire ragin'
out of control... ¶

No!

No! No!

¶ The heat gets hotter... ¶

¶ The heat gets... ¶

Johnny, no.

He-He just came
out of nowhere.

Or 1954.

I think he's just figured out
how to use that radio.

We better be very careful.

Hi, Ray.

Don't bother me
right now, Archie.

Ma, where's Daddy?

What?

Daddy... what's
happened to him?

What're you talking about, Ray?

State of Mississippi hung your daddy.
No!

No one saw
the murder.

Something else happened.

Will you let this thing go.

It happened before
you were born.

Ma, there was no witness.

We can't change history.

You just got to accept it.

Nothing's changed.

Ray, I have to tell you
something.

Not now, Archie.

Let it go!

What's happened did this family
enough damage.

Don't you let it
keep holding you back!

Ray, you know that guy Johnny,
at the store, sold me the radio?

Well, he wasn't supposed to

and he wants it back.

Yeah, well, he can't have it.

What are you lookin' for?

For a picture
of that black lawyer.

Why?

Because I have got to find him

before he can get Daddy.
Ray!

He's coming.

Ray! Ray!

Ray!

Ray, how can you help Daddy?

He's dead.

Not where I'm going, he ain't.

Ray... Ray.

I got to kill another one
of your little black friends.

Oh, my God, Ray.

You killed Elliot.

Ray!

You keep your stupid
mouth shut, Archie.

Archie!

Bastard.

Don't let him get away!

Get out of there, Pierce!

Get out of the car!

Jack.

Jack, you okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Jack, where the hell are we?

Hey...

Welcome to 1954.

Come on.

Steve!

Yeah, yeah! Come on in!
Come on in!

I gotta talk to you.

Make it quick.
I got to get to the dairy.

No, you have to get out of town.

You and your
doomsday talk.

What have you got,
some kind of crystal ball

or somethin'?
No, here, look.

His name is Henry Emmett.

And he's going to use
this new civil rights law

to bring you to trial.
For killin' a Negro?

Steve.

Margie, it ain't
never gonna happen.

It is gonna happen.

Look, we are fightin' a war here

and I got no plans to surrender.

You are gonna be
convicted and hung.

You are talking trash, son.

¶ Daddy killed a Negro ¶

¶ Daddy killed
a Negro... ¶

That baby you are waiting for,

¶ Daddy killed a Negro ¶
is going to grow up

without a father.
¶ Daddy killed a Negro... ¶

Your wife is going to
spend the rest of her days

scraping to make ends meet.

¶ Daddy killed a Negro ¶

¶ Daddy killed a Negro. ¶
Shut up, Archie!

Hush, son.

Look, you have got
to listen to me.

Because of this, nothing good

is ever going to happen
to your family again.

Oh... so...

What am I supposed to do?

You get the Klan together.

Now, I know I can find this man.

And without him,
there can't be no trial.

All right, you...

You go find this Negro lawyer,

and I'll talk
to the Grand Dragon.

You're not going to regret this.

¶ Daddy killed a Negro ¶

Archie, shut the hell up!
¶ Daddy killed a Negro ¶

¶ Daddy killed a Negro ¶

Archie.
¶ Daddy killed a Negro. ¶

Archie, shut up!

I said, shut up!

I can't believe it.

How'd we get here?

I saw him smear
some of Archie's blood

on the radio
just before that flash.

I'm pretty sure
that's what did it.

Why would he want
to come back to 1954?

Well, you know,
his mother said that, uh,

his father had
been hung for murder.

Maybe this was
the time and place,

and he wants to come back
and change history.

The sooner you
people realize,

I don't want to hear
about Mississippi!

You talk to me about
the United States of America!

I can talk it!

Come on.

Mississippi! I don't care!
I'm not going anywhere!

We're here to see justice done!

Take yourselves back up north!
No!

Absolutely not!

The sooner you people realize

that the Supreme Court
of America has spoken!

Shut your mouth!
I ain't shutting nothing!

You make me shut it!

Not here, buddy.
Who are you?

You can't run your
law in this town!

We're gonna see justice done!

You are gonna see justice done!

The killer of Ben Wilten
is going to be brought!

You're going to be
hanging from this tree!

Now, what are you folks
doin' out in all this heat?

Havin' ourselves a little
bit of fun, Sheriff.

That so?

You boys enjoying yourselves?

This here colored lawyer's
lookin' to stir up trouble.

My name's Henry Emmett, Sheriff.

I want someone arrested
for the murder of Ben Wilten.

Well, so do I, Mr. Emmett.

So do I.

But, you see,
before I go botherin'

upstanding citizens,
I need some evidence.

He was murdered by the Klan.

Yeah.

His kids told us that much.

You got someone
who's seen some faces?

I'll find someone
who's seen faces.

Well, you do that.

And you make sure that
witness will testify.

What's that supposed to mean?

What that means is that

they won't live long
after pointing

a colored finger at a white man.

You see, they know that.

Is that a threat?

No, sir.

It's a fact of life.

Okay, folks, go on home

before you get sunstroke
or somethin'.

This place is unbelievable.

The future isn't much
more comforting.

Ah, come on, Jack,
we've come a long way.

The rules may have changed,

but some of the
feelings haven't.

You look for Ray.

I'm going to try
and warn that lawyer.

Sure.

Oh, uh, excuse me.

I-I just wanted
a word with Mr. Emmett.

What do you want?

I guess I shouldn't have
expected a welcome.

I came to warn you,
Mr. Emmett.

The men in town are...

Well, they're pretty angry about
this investigation of yours.

I expected that.

Well, please
be very careful.

Someone may try and harm you,
probably very soon.

Thank you, sir.

I have to say that

I've never been
intimidated so politely.

Now, you tell your Klan friends

that nothing you
do will stop us.

We've been denied our rights
long enough.

And then, um,

Mr. Pierce
just drove off.

That's all I saw.

Would you excuse me a minute?

Mrs. Pierce,
I'm really sorry.

I always knew something
like this would happen.

I just knew it.

Come in.

I'm sorry to bother you, ma'am.

I need to speak
with your husband.

He's not back from work yet.

Can I wait?

I found the man
we were looking for.

I just want you to know...

that everything's going to be
okay from now on.

Is that because you
and my husband

are going to get rid
of all the coloreds?

If we have to.

When are you gonna realize that
they're just people like us?

Killing them won't
get rid of the anger

that's inside of you.

You'll just need somebody else
to take it out on.

What's wrong with him?

His daddy hits him.

And sometimes I think he might
hit him just once too often.

Anything?

I looked into the car.

We'll need a screwdriver
to get that radio out.

No, no, no... we leave
it right where it is.

That's our ticket
back to the present.

You want to steal the car?
No!

No, we can't leave him here.

He might do what he came for.

If he did change history,

who knows what chaos
that might cause.

What's this?

I lifted it.

I thought it might
tell us something.

Johnny, look at this.

These men were in that crowd.

You stay here.

Make sure he doesn't
get away from you, hm?

I appreciate your help,
Mr. Marshak.

I think I'm going
to have me a long chat

with some of these here boys.

I'm sure that, uh,

Steve Pierce is
your man, Sheriff.

I sure wish you could
testify to that.

I wasn't even there.
Yeah.

No!

Get your hands off him, you...!

Put him in!

Let's get out of here.

Back up.

I get to do the white boy!

We have
other business first.

We have a spy in our midst;

a man who says he's one of us.

But he's lyin'.

And he has been
since he first came here!

A concerned citizen brought me
this evidence of betrayal!

Wait...

You're making a mistake!

Tie him up!

We trusted you, but you tried
to destroy our way of life!

He got pictures
of some of you men!

There's only one thing
worse than a Negro,

and that's a Negro lover.

Who are you, boy?

A Negro lover or just the FBI?

I would never do that.

Liar!
No! Please! No!

I swear to you!

You look at me!

Burn him, too!
I'm one of you!

Aah!

You gotta believe me!

I am one of you!

Get in the car! Come on!

In the car?

Let's go after 'em!

Forget it.
They're gone.

We'll finish here first.

It seems a shame
to waste that cross.

We won't.

What the hell is this?!

You brought him here!

Burn him, too.

I'm telling you.
It's a mistake.

I-I came here to save you.

A Southern man
don't need saving.

We look after our own.

Burn that other
Negro lover, too.

Please!

Daddy!

Daddy, please!

Please!

Daddy!

There's a witness, a woman...

I don't know her name...
They kept it quiet.

Daddy! Please!

No! Daddy!

Daddy!

You think that lawyer
will say anything?

I think he will
just be happy that

two strangers saved his life.

God, I can't imagine what
it must have been like

to be black here.

What gets me is that
it was only 35 years ago.

This is about the place
where we arrived.

Wipe the blood off.

Johnny...