Original subtitles

[Instrumental music]

♪ We've come this far by faith

♪ leaning on the lord

♪ trusting in his holy word

♪ he never failed me yet

♪ oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh

♪ he'll turn around

♪ we've come this far

♪ by faith

♪ we've come this far by faith

♪ leaning on the lord

♪ trusting in his holy word

♪ why? ♪ He's never failed

♪ me yet

♪ oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh

♪ he'll turn around

♪ we've come this far by faith ♪♪

[Children screaming]

[Screaming]

[Fire blazing]

[Screaming]

[Metal clanking]

[Theme music]

[Screaming]

[Clamoring]

Woman on radio: Fourth precinct units, 10-10

117th and St. Nicholas.

Firefighters will need assistance.

Williams responding. Okay.

[Coughing]

[Siren wailing]

Get back! Get back!

[Grunting]

- Get back. Get back. - I can't get it open!

Move back, back.

[Metal clanking]

Come out! Come out!

Dexter! Dex, Dexter's still in there.

- Where? - In the back.

[Indistinct chatter]

Come on, let's go. Move around, move around. Come on. Come on.

[Indistinct chatter]

Woman 1: They won't let you go!

- You alright? Dexter, breathe. - Dexter?

- Breathe. - Dexter, are you alright?

Is he alright?

Come on, Dexter, wake up, man!

[Indistinct chatter]

Come on, Dexter, breathe. Come on, man, pull through.

- Everybody stay calm. - Is everyone okay?

Where's keisha? Keisha's still in there!

- Where? - I don't know.

Come on, Dexter, man, wake up!

Come on! Dexter!

- Come on, Dexter. - Come on. Breathe.

Come on, breathe! Breathe!

- Keisha! Keisha: Help!

[Keisha coughing]

Come on. I got you. Alright, come on.

[Sirens wailing]

Boy 1: Are you okay?

Boy 2: Is he going to be alright? Is he going to be okay?

[Coughing]

Here. Take her, man.

[Indistinct chatter]

- Breathe. - Another one coming.

- Get off. Let it go. - Get off of me!

Relax.

[Panting]

[Coughing]

You alright?

That damn smoke, man. [Panting]

I could hear the kid but...

I couldn't find him in time.

You did what you could, alright?

[Mellow music]

I could have saved him.

You got to let it go, man.

You new on the job?

Yeah, I...

I was heading to the precinct when the call came in.

What house?

Uh, the fourth.

That's, that's my house.

Well, now it's mine too.

Tommy McNamara. I just got reassigned.

J.c. Williams.

I got to tell you, Williams.

So far, this has been one hell of a first day.

[Monitor beeping]

I need a clear path!

Somebody... you got to help her! You've got to help her!

Woman 2: Sir, I want you to step out of the room.

What is wrong with her?

Charging!

- Somebody do something! - Clear.

Clear.

Woman 2: Flatline. Okay. Man 1: Charging at...

Woman 2: Alright. Charge! Clear! Man 1: Clear.

♪ Oh oh oh

♪ BlackBerry molasses

♪ one of the things that never change ♪

♪ never ♪ you got to keep

♪ pushing on the sun don't rain all the time ♪

♪ there's gonna be some heartache ♪

♪ and pain

♪ woke up Sunday morning

♪ got a little bad news today

♪ mmm

♪ they say my life ain't worth livin' ♪

♪ and time is slowly ticking away ♪

♪ don't think that I'm going crazy ♪

♪ 'cause thoughts keep running through my head ♪

♪ I know I gotta be strong

♪ got to hold on

♪ sometimes I'd rather give up instead ♪

♪ seems like I'm better off dead ♪

♪ BlackBerry molasses

[indistinct chatter]

[Heart beating]

Three black churches in three weeks?

What the hell is going on?

It's called racism, lieutenant.

The bomb squad says all three fires

have been ignited with a homemade bomb.

- Were they identical? - Unconfirmed.

Well, here's a stupid question that I have to ask.

Any witnesses?

Everyone from the church is at the hospital.

We'll check it out after we're done here.

Alright. You two have to expect a lot of ot on this.

I need you 24 hours around the clock.

- Alright. What about atf? - What about atf?

They stay out of our way, we stay out of theirs.

You two have a problem working together?

Because torres has to hang out with moreno

a little while longer.

I don't have a problem with it.

- It's fine. - Then find me a suspect.

[Intense music]

[Indistinct chatter]

So did you see anybody snooping around?

Only person I saw was the painter

but Mrs. Sammuels saw somebody.

Mrs. Sammuels is the choir director, right?

How do you know she saw someone?

'Cause she told me to close the windows

so no more men could look in.

- Did she say who they were? - No.

- Did you see them? - No.

I just closed the window like she said.

[Intense music]

[Siren wailing]

[Indistinct chatter]

One second, man.

- Reverend Harris, right? - Yes.

I've been to your church. I'm detective Williams.

This is detective McNamara.

- Nice to meet you. - Likewise.

Are you here to see Mrs. Sammuels?

I've been fellowshipping with the congregations

of the burned churches.

Poor woman had asthma. Didn't need to be in nobody's fire.

She may be our only witness. You think she's up to talking?

You're about ten minutes too late.

She just died.

Excuse me. I'm going to offer the family a word of prayer.

Harris: Shall we pray?

Dear lord, one of our own has just left us.

We know not why she was called up...

But we pray, lord, that you'll take her soul

that she may find what she could not find in this world.

And although this world we live in

may seem more like hell every day

we pray for the strength to carry on.

We are tired of being victims, lord.

We are tired and we are weary

and if it is your will that we endure more sorrow

on the path to Liberty

then once again, almighty, we ask you in Jesus' name

to give us the strength to carry on.

Amen.

[Screaming]

[Grunts]

Come on!

[Gasps]

[Panting]

[Instrumental music]

[Beeping]

Nina.

You're awake?

You okay?

I'm thirsty.

Here. Let me get you something.

Here you go. Come here.

Easy. Ah.

Oh, god, I'm so tired, Eddie.

Now, look, don't go to sleep.

Let me get the doctor, okay?

Wait. What happened?

You don't remember?

Maldone shot you.

We got him, but...

You don't remember?

No, I... [groans]

What? Let me call the doctor.

- Eddie. - What?

I can't move my legs.

What do you mean you can't move your legs?

I mean I don't feel them.

Look, I'm going to go get the doctor right now, okay?

Wait.

What's wrong with me?

I... I don't know,

but whatever it is, I'm sure you're going to be fine, okay?

Are you lying to me?

I would never lie to you.

Now, let me go get the doctor.

Alright? Be right back.

[Instrumental music]

Torres: I don't even know what's going on anymore.

Do you know if she's gonna be alright? What did they say?

Well, they just took x-rays, so...

- We'll know when they see them. - Hold up, dog. Hold up.

Tommy McNamara, this is my partner, Eddie torres.

Hey, heard you rode with my partner yesterday.

- Yeah. - Thanks for baby-sitting.

- Don't mention it. - So, what you got on the case?

The bomb squad has confirmed that both of those bombs

were identical.

You know what kind of accelerant they used?

They have more lab work to do, but whoever's doing this

is pretty good at covering their tracks.

Other than that, our one witness died.

You know, I got to split. So, let's have words later, huh.

Thanks, guy.

So basically, what you're telling me is that

since I've been out, you've managed to get nada, right?

You know what, ed, I really thought I was

going to be happy to see you.

Excuse me.

Hey, reverend, what's going on?

- Sorry to barge in on you. - Oh, no problem.

Always have time for the lord.

Um...

- Can we take a walk? - Sure.

Yo, Eddie, five minutes.

Harris: The ministers of Harlem have elected me

to be the leader of the protest.

Protest against who?

The police department.

We want to embarrass the commissioner and the mayor

into using every possible resource.

Reverend, if you do that,

then you may take this case away from me.

If that happens, I'm sorry.

- This isn't personal. - Well, it's personal to me.

What do you suggest?

I suggest you be a little patient.

After three churches have been burned and two people dead?

Are you serious?

I am not sleeping on this case, reverend.

Now, you have my word on that.

Dexter and Mrs. Sammuels' funeral is tomorrow

at my church.

If you want Patience, brother,

you'll have to look at the loved ones.

Look at the community in the eyes...

And ask for it.

Anybody ever hear of the free Christian right coalition?

Doesn't ring a bell.

It's your average racist militia.

Atf's been watching for a long time

anyway, so far, they haven't been able to infiltrate.

I'll give it a shot.

I don't wanna do that to you. I don't wanna put you on the spot.

It's no problem, but I think there's another suspect

we should look into first.

- Oh, yeah? Who's that? - Greg Thomas.

Greg Thomas, the artist.

I've talked to him. He didn't see anything.

No offense, j.C., but I'm not buying it.

When the church was burning, he was the only one

that wasn't inside.

Come on, man. That's not good enough to bring him in.

I also found out he painted a mural

at the house of worship ame

that was burnt down three weeks ago

and he painted windows

at flock of the lord, the other church that went up.

- Does he even have a record? - No.

Just one hell of a connection with three burned churches.

Lieutenant, listen, I talked to the guy.

He's feeling really messed up about these people that died.

I don't think we should press him unnecessarily.

I understand, j.C., and I sympathize,

however we really need to cover our bases here.

So let's see how this artist pans out

and then we'll check the militia, alright?

Thomas: So, you think I had something

to do with those burnings?

Torres: Well, then, how do you explain the coincidence?

Easy. It... it's a coincidence.

Nah, that's a little too easy, don't you think?

I ain't got to explain a damn thing to you.

McNamara: You don't have to explain

'cause we got it figured out.

See, Greg, you got hired to do work

in all the churches that burned.

I... I did work in libraries and hospitals

and none of those ever burned down.

Well, did those churches pay you yet?

No, no... not yet.

Torres: So, once your paintings are on a wall or a window

you... you can't take it back.

So, if they don't pay you, then what do you do?

I don't do the paintings for the money.

I... I do them for the glory of god.

Come on, Greg. You were pissed off!

"Glory of god" like that matters when you can't pay the rent.

God is the only thing that matters.

And if I can't provide for myself, then he will.

So maybe god burned the churches in order to provide for you?

Or better yet maybe god made you burn the churches.

Those people practically died in front of me.

Then who was it that made you kill them?

No one.

So, if no one made you do it, then it was you.

No. No. That's not what I said!

You're trying to twist my words around!

You're trying to twist my words around!

Hey!

Detective McNamara, can I have a word with you, please?

What the hell was that about?

You're bordering on harassment.

What am I supposed to do? Hold his hand and sing him a lullaby?

Say please and thank you?

Come on, you shoved the man in his seat,

you treat him like he's some... some filthy-ass dog.

Is this a black thing, Williams?

No, is that a white thing, McNamara?

You forget about that kid died in your arms.

I thought you wanted to find the jerk that killed him?

You think I can forget about the kid that died?

I can't.

But the man that killed him is not in that room.

Oh, I see, so, this is like psychic police work, huh?

No, it's about community sensitivity.

Look, I may be the new kid on this block, but I've had

a gold shield as long as you, okay?

So if you think you can intimidate me

you're only kidding yourself.

- Just so you know. - Yeah.

[Intense music]

Williams: So, how was school today, little man?

That place is wack.

Why do you say that? What happened?

Nothing happened. Just those white kids act stupid sometimes.

Alright. So you want to give me an example?

Like today.

We were supposed to break into our study groups

for the science test,

but nobody picks me to be in their group.

Ah, so they hurt my baby's feelings.

Oh, come on, dad.

Those honkies don't faze me no more.

- What'd you call them? - Honkies.

Oh, so I see, so, because your classmates

decide they're going to be ignorant

you figure you'll stoop down to their level, is that right?

Look, dad, I'm not on the "I have a dream" trip anymore.

I don't like white people any more than they like me.

So, really, I don't care how they treat me.

- I don't think you mean that. - I do mean it.

And you know it's not fair.

White cops beat on us, so we don't do anything about it.

So, now, they get to burn our churches that we don't do

anything about it.

So, what do you suggest that we do?

Burn some of their churches.

Oh, well, that is a good idea.

We burn their churches, they burn another one of ours.

It goes back and forth. That make sense to you?

I just don't think it's right that

they get away with everything.

[Phone ringing]

Williams.

Yeah. Listen, I am five blocks from reverend Harris' church.

You tell the patrol sergeant to hold his position

unless the intruder makes a move, you got that?

[Instrumental music]

[Tires screeching]

Now, you stay right here, you understand?

- Yes. - Come on. Where's he at?

Right this way.

You guys over there.

[Footsteps]

[Dramatic music]

G, what the hell are you doing in here?

Didn't I tell you to stay in the car?

- Yeah. - So why can't you listen to me?

- I got scared. - What?

I thought about somebody bombing the church

while you were in here, and I got scared.

Come here. Let's get out of here.

And when I tell you to do things, you do what I tell you.

He got away.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Instrumental music]

[Indistinct chatter]

Harris: Get out of here and go where?

- Anyplace safe. - No.

I'm not going to let some lunatic drive me

from my place of worship, forget it.

Reverend, don't you think that your congregation

deserves to know what happened?

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Let the church say amen.

All: Amen.

- Good evening. All: Good evening, reverend.

Before we begin I have to tell you...

Somebody broke in here last night.

[All groaning]

Now I don't know what that person wanted

but I do know who chased him away.

All: Who?

Detective j.C. Williams.

[Applause]

- Thank you very much. - Thank you. Thanks.

I, um...

I'm not very good at public speaking.

- It's alright. - Go ahead.

- Take your time. - Go on.

First of all, I'd like to say

I am really sorry...

To all of you who have lost your loved ones.

But I don't want to see anyone else get hurt.

Now, we have reason to believe

this church will be the next one to be burned.

[Indistinct chatter]

Now, as far as we know it can happen at any time.

[All groaning]

Are you trying to tell us that we can't worship here anymore?

No, ma'am, what I'm trying to tell you

is that at this time, it is not safe or smart.

Let me tell you something, young man.

It wasn't safe to be in the civil rights movement

but I'm still here.

[Indistinct chatter]

I don't care who's trying to do what

but this is my church.

- Yeah! - And I'm not going anywhere.

[Applause]

[Indistinct chatter]

Sister ida sammuels

was 48 years old.

She leaves behind a husband

and a 17-year-old daughter.

Dexter Lewis was eight.

His parents tell me

that he had dreams of being a police officer.

Now...

Somebody tell me that this makes sense.

They did nothing to warrant their death

other than be at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Now, when the church

is the wrong place to be at

when the church is no longer a haven from the violence

the... the... the hatred and the prejudice,

then I say we in trouble.

I say that we are in a state of emergency.

[Indistinct chatter]

Ida and Dexter's death must resurrect unity

in this community.

As Jesus Christ brought us salvation

so on behalf of our fallen brother and sister,

I ask you...

Can they burn our will for justice?

Man 2: No, they can't!

Can they burn our determination for justice?

All: No!

Can they burn our fight for justice?

All: No, they can't!

[Applause]

At this time I want to ask the choir

to give us a rendition of sister sammuels' favorite song.

All: Amen!

♪ Melodies from heaven

♪ rain down on me

♪ rain down on me

♪ melodies from heaven

♪ rain down on me

♪ rain down on me

♪ take me in your arms

♪ and hold me close

♪ rain down on me

♪ rain down on me

♪ fill me with your precious holy ghost ♪

♪ rain down on me

♪ rain down on me

♪ rain

♪ rain

♪ rain

♪ rain

♪ rain down on me ♪ rain

♪ la-la-la-la-la-la ♪ rain

♪ down on me

♪ rain down on me ♪ rain

♪ la-la-la-la-la-la ♪ rain

♪ down on me

♪ rain down on me ♪ rain

♪ la-la-la-la-la-la ♪ rain

♪ down on me

♪ rain down on me ♪ rain

♪ la-la-la-la-la-la ♪ rain

♪ rain down on me ♪ rain

♪ la-la-la-la-la-la ♪ rain

♪ rain down on me ♪ rain

♪ la-la-la-la-la-la ♪ rain ♪

[Glass shattering]

[Fire blazing]

[Siren wailing]

Torres: Reverend Harris is a lucky man.

This could have been his church.

You can try telling that to these people.

You know, maybe the kid will get lucky with the militia.

That boy will probably become a full-fledged member.

See, and you wonder where g gets it from, you know?

Hey, don't start, alright?

Look, I got to break out and see Nina.

- I'll catch you later. - Do your thing.

You know it. And you know I'm right.

[Instrumental music]

I just got your X-ray back.

You suffered a severe amount of nerve damage

along your spine.

She's going to be okay, right?

- Possibly. - Possibly? What does that mean?

Am I going to be able to walk or not?

You'll need physical therapy.

If you do that and your body heals correctly,

then yes, you will be able to walk.

And if it doesn't heal correctly?

Then you may need to remain in a wheelchair.

[Speaking in foreign language]

You know you're gonna be alright, right?

- Eddie's right, honey. - No, we don't know that.

Listen to me, I mean these things have a a funny way

of working themselves out, you'll...

Eddie! You heard what the doctor said.

What do you want me to tell you I'm gonna be brave,

I'm gonna fight? I can't say that right now.

Sonia: Honey, he wants to be here for you.

I just want to be alone, ma. Take me back to my room.

[Instrumental music]

♪ For a while

♪ we paid no mind to the past

♪ we knew love would last every night ♪

♪ something right

♪ would invite us to begin the day ♪

♪ something happened along the way ♪

♪ what used to be happy was sad ♪

♪ something happened along the way ♪

♪ and yesterday is all we had ♪

♪ and oh

♪ after the love is gone

♪ how could you lead me on

♪ and not let me stay around

♪ oh oh oh

♪ after the love is gone ♪

- Here you go. - Ah, thanks, lieutenant.

- You're welcome. - So this is the hangout, huh?

Yeah, this is it. The most popular place uptown.

- You never been here before? - No.

- Not a Harlem boy, huh? - Can't say that I am.

No, I grew up in queens, woodside.

Really?

Let me ask you a question, detective McNamara.

What are you doing in my precinct?

Excuse me?

I knew your father, you know.

Jake was an excellent cop and I hear that

you're very good yourself.

- I hope so. - I hope so too.

You wanna tell me something, lieutenant?

Yeah.

I know your father was killed in this area.

I also know that white kids from woodside don't necessarily

want to work Harlem, unless they have a reason to.

Me being here has nothing to do with my father.

I want to be a good cop, that's all.

We don't reopen cases because

officers have personal vendettas.

I don't have one.

- Just wanna make that clear. - Looks like you did.

Good.

Enjoy your drink.

I'll see you in the morning.

♪ After the love is gone

♪ oh oh

♪ how could you lead me on

♪ how could ♪ and not let me stay around

♪ oh oh oh

♪ after the love is gone

♪ what used to be right is wrong ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ♪

McNamara: You need a spot?

I met up with those guys from the militia.

- And? - They're crazy.

Not crazy enough to be suspects, right?

Since these guys blame every problem they have

on the government and minorities,

they're probably the best suspects we have.

[Grunts]

Funny. I'm surprised to hear you say that, Mac.

Just doing my job, j.

J.c.

Hey, I just spoke to one of the bomb squad detectives.

He says the last church was burned by a homemade bomb.

Only, this time they got careless.

How?

They found traces of a synthetic called pyrodex.

And I got a list of all the places that carry it.

Let's check this out.

[Instrumental music]

[Vocalizing]

♪ I got a phone call the other day ♪

♪ he said you have a collect call ♪

♪ and for the call you do not have to pay ♪

♪ to accept you press one I knew exactly who it was ♪

♪ 'cause I've been waitin' on this call for about a month ♪

♪ I say hello he say I know ♪

♪ I was supposed to call you about a month ago ♪

♪ but things were moving slow

♪ I say slow what you mean ♪

♪ he said I'm trapped behind these walls ♪

♪ and mini scars keep provoking me ♪

♪ I told him hold your head ♪

♪ he said I'm doin' push-ups

♪ and I'm feelin' that I'm the last one left ♪

♪ I'm having dreams about death ♪

♪ and every time I wake up

♪ I look in the mirror I feel depressed ♪

♪ I don't understand it

♪ I said relax and listen to me little bro ♪

♪ because I comprehend it

♪ right now you can't see ♪ can't see

♪ but you got to understand

♪ that I can't see you so it's affecting me ♪

♪ if they plan to enslave us they enrage us ♪

♪ they think that we animals so they cage us ♪

♪ you gotta be courageous

♪ get all that needs to break understand ♪

♪ and still be contagious

♪ shackle your body

♪ put your mind free

♪ it's about the people hurtin'... ♪♪

[Tires screeching]

[Doorbell ringing]

Torres: NYPD. Is your father here?

Williams: We'd like to speak to him for a moment.

Uh, dad...

These... these guys are police detectives.

- What can we do for you? - Are you Mr. Neil j. Davis?

Neil: Yeah.

Can we talk to you down at the precinct, please?

What's this all about?

About four church fires in Harlem.

Oh, come on get out of here, I don't know anything about that.

Well, we'll find out what you know

and what you don't know at the precinct.

- You wanna come? - Get your hands off me.

Come on, I'm having dinner with my son. Get the hell outta here.

I said, we will leave but we're not leaving without you.

- Now let's go. - Get off...

- What? Huh? - Stop!

- Dad! Dad! Stop! Stop! - Hey, hey, hey.

- You're gonna hurt him! Torres: Tell him to chill out.

Otherwise he is gonna get hurt.

Dad, stop fighting, stop.

- Are you done? Huh? - Yes, yes.

[Dramatic music]

He was an eight year old kid.

I tried really hard

to save his life.

But I couldn't.

I even get nightmares about it.

Do you have any idea what that's like, Mr. Davis?

To watch an eight-year-old child

die in your arms?

- Hmm? - No.

Williams: Of course not.

'Cause you just throw your bombs and then you run.

You don't want to get close to those that you hurt.

Sign this confession and make it easy on yourself.

Look, detective, these things you're talking about,

I could never do.

You damn coward.

Look, if you're going to be a racist bastard,

you might as well be open about it.

What in the hell makes you think I did it?

The last bomb was made with pyrodex.

What is pyrodex?

The stuff that you ordered on your credit card

and had delivered to your house.

- Are you sure? - You know damn right I'm sure.

Now sign this confession!

[Instrumental music]

Moreno: So he confessed to all four fires?

Yep. But if he's got any accomplices he's not talking.

[Scoffs] Well, it sounds like you guys are close.

- Aye! - Oh, hey.

- Bruto. - I know.

Listen, can we talk about something else?

I heard the doctor said you might be getting out soon.

Yeah, in a week or two.

Well, I want you to come home with me.

Excuse me?

What, all of a sudden you can't hear?

You want me to move in with you?

Yeah. I mean, I...

I thought about it and I think this is for the best.

What do you mean you thought about it?

Look, Eddie, I don't want you doing anything

because you feel sorry for me.

No.

I mean...

I love you.

Look, you could think about it all you want.

There's just one thing.

"No" is not an option.

[Chuckles]

Come on.

Like I said

we're going to go through this together, okay?

Come here. Now, give me a hug.

I don't care if you've spend all week, I need the information.

- What is wrong with you? - Dad.

I have practice in a half an hour.

Excuse me, g, don't you see me on the phone?

Now, have a seat. I'll be with you in a minute.

Alright, as soon as you get it. Thank you.

Jeez.

No offense, j.C., but you look like hell.

Oh, I haven't been getting much sleep lately

and this is the reason why.

What's this?

Davis got a job at a coffee shop

like three weeks ago.

- Those are the days he had off. - Uh-huh.

Now check this out.

- No, no, come here. - Now, what's going on here?

Where's my father?

What the hell are you doing running in here?

- I want to see him! - Excuse me! Shut your mouth!

Carter, do me a favor, take this kid up to interrogation room

number one, I will get your father for you.

Mac, can you get Mr. Davis, please?

- Yeah. - Thank you.

What the hell is goin' on here?

People running in here like they own the place!

[Williams sighs]

Is that the son of that honky

that burned them churches?

Is that the man's son?

- Come here. - Where we going?

- Come here. - Where are we going?

Come here.

Shut your mouth, alright?

Alex, this is my son g, okay?

He can't stand white people.

G, this is Alex. His father burns black churches.

Think y'all have a lot to talk about.

- Thanks, Mac. - What's going on?

You want to see what the future looks like?

G: If my father was that dumb I'd hate him.

Alex: He's not dumb. G: That's right. He's stupid.

Alex: So what would you do, if you had to choose between

all the black people dying first and all the white people?

Who would you pick?

That's why he's burning the churches?

Look, my dad used to be happy, alright?

Man, you trippin'.

My dad once told me that y'all blame us for everything.

So, now, pops ain't happy is all our fault?

That's right. And you blame us for everything too.

- We have a reason to. - So do we.

Maybe if I started burnin' some of your churches,

you'd have more of a reason.

Yeah, like you'd know how.

Fertilizer and fuel oil.

Try pyrodex, idiot!

I guess I do see your point.

I guess I'd want all the white people to die first.

Yeah, that's what I figured.

[Instrumental music]

- Would you come here a second? - Yeah.

Would you take Mr. Davis in there and take the cuffs off?

Thank you.

Cooper: I just need those reports as soon as

you can get them to my desk, alright? What's up?

Well, looks like we've been looking at the wrong man.

It's his son that's burning those churches.

Get outta here. Are you sure?

Sure as I can be.

You're saying that kid's hooked up with the militia?

Let the kid do their dirty work for them?

I wanna put a pass to those guys.

McNamara, you arrested those militia jerks.

Why don't you go down there and see what they cough up, alright?

No, j.C., wait.

Let torres do it, alright?

That kid's gonna give you nothin'.

- Take a look at these. - Wow.

Davis: So he knows about pyrodex.

That doesn't mean he burned down any of those churches.

Look, I've already confessed to you.

- What more do you want? - The truth.

You know what this is?

This is your work schedule.

And on the day that stuff was ordered from your home phone,

you were out busing tables.

And this is a copy of your son's school records.

Guess who was absent that day?

Davis: This doesn't prove anything.

Eddie: What do you think, Alex?

You think your dad could be in two places at the same time?

- Don't say anything. - Yeah.

Don't say anything, Alex.

I mean, it's bad enough that your...

Mom passed away a few years ago.

Now, your dad's going to be on death row.

And he's certainly going to die.

What's the matter with you? Don't you have a conscience?

Don't you? Two people are dead because of him.

He didn't have anything to do with those other churches.

Just... just the one from two days ago.

Eddie: How do you know that?

Alex: 'Cause he... Torres: How do you know?

'Cause I rode the bus to Harlem and...

And I got off and I saw this church and I...

Threw a bomb inside.

Torres: Who taught you how to build a bomb?

I...

From the Internet. I...

Mr. Davis: Alex, how?

How could you do something like that?

'Cause niggers are taking over.

- Huh, what? - Remember, dad?

You said you lost your job because

because of affirmative action

and that the niggers were taking over.

Alex, when I said that, I...

I was angry.

Well, I was angry too!

I was angry too.

♪ Melodies from heaven

♪ rain down on me

♪ rain down on me

♪ melodies from heaven

♪ rain down on me

♪ rain down on me

♪ take me in your arms and hold me close ♪♪

Father god...

I know that the rainbow comes after the storm.

So, I'm holding on.

I'm asking you to keep me strong. I don't wanna give up.

I don't wanna think that everything is bleak.

[Floorboard creaking]

Hello?

And for all your people, lord...

Black, white, red, yellow and brown,

we are in the middle of the storm.

[Wood creaking]

Aah!

[Fire blazing]

[Intense music]

♪ Something happened along the way ♪

♪ and yesterday is all we have

♪ something happened along the way ♪

♪ what used to be happy is sad ♪

♪ something happened along the way ♪

♪ hey yesterday is all we had

♪ and oh

♪ after the love is gone

♪ oh-oh

♪ how could you lead me on

♪ how could ♪ and not let me stay around

♪ oh-oh-oh

♪ after the love is gone

♪ what used to be right is wrong ♪

♪ can love that's lost be found ♪

♪ oh oh oh oh oh

♪ oh ♪ after

♪ after the love is gone

♪ after the love is gone ♪

♪ how could you lead me on

♪ how could you baby

♪ and not let me stay around

♪ oh oh

♪ oh-oh-oh

♪ wo-hoo

♪ after the love is gone.. ♪

[Wolf howling]

[Instrumental music]