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HARLEM WOMAN
Mmmm:.
HARLEM MAN
Mmmmm:.
HARLEM MAN
Here he comes again - that cracker who doesn't know he's a cracker.
We should have kicked his ass the first
time he came looking for Coalhouse.
HARLEM WOMAN
They must think we're fools.
YOUNGER BROTHER
Good evening. I would still very much like to talk to Mr. Coalhouse Walker, Jr.
HARLEM WOMAN
This is still Harlem and this is still a private thoroughfare, cracker.
YOUNGER BROTHER
I told you: I shall come here every evening until he is satisfied that it is safe to receive me.
HARLEM MAN
And that time will be never!
YOUNGER BROTHER
But Mr. Walker knows me. I'm his friend.
HARLEM WOMAN
Try that pestilent pond where they sank his car.
YOUNGER BROTHER
I've been there.
HARLEM WOMAN
Try that cemetery where he buried his Sarah like a queen.
YOUNGER BROTHER
I've been there, too.
HARLEM MAN
Then try the Gates of Justice where they are deaf to his misery and anger.
YOUNGER BROTHER
I understand how you feel.
COALHOUSE FOLLOWER
You got a dime?
COALHOUSE FOLLOWER
You seem to have a lot of change there. Could you manage a quarter?
COALHOUSE FOLLOWER
What about a silver dollar?
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