Excuse me, sir, can I help you?
You have to sit on your aaaa booze,|you hear me?
I don't care if you have|to sit on it for a year.
We need you to stay strong.|We need you to hold the line.
We're all counting on you. All of us.
Excuse us.
Strong? Stay strong?|This boycott is killing us!
Have you seen the headlines|they're getting?
Not just in San Francisco,
but in L.A. and San Diego|and Fresno and Sacramento.
They're pulling our products|all over the aaaa state!
That's costing us money, real money,|Mr. Bogdanovich.
You wanna come in here and explain that|to our shareholders?
You wanna reimburse us those losses|so our stock price doesn't dip?
Can we sit?
A 340 mile pilgrimage|started in Delano by 67 strikers,
concluded today on the steps|of the State Capitol in Sacramento,
where more than 10,000 supporters|welcomed Cesar Chavez and his procession.
The march has strengthened the boycott|and efforts by the strikers
to put pressure on the|label Victorre Wines.
Huelga! Huelga!
Cesar!
Cesar!
There's a guy on the phone,|he says he's from Victorre.
And he wants to negotiate.
He's called three times.
Get Jerry up here!
Okay!
Fine, you've got your deal,|but if we're gonna pay top dollar,
we expect top dollar work.
That means no one, and I mean no one, is|gonna cut unripe grapes to pad their lugs.
Or stick them full of god aaaa dirt clods.
Objection.
Objection? What do you mean?
Well, it's a personal objection.
You may not be aware but these people|have been doing this for a very long time.
They don't need you to tell them|how to pick a grape.
Well, you tell them that|when they're packing my grapes...
Well that was the most eloquent piss|I've ever heard.
in California,|actor Ronald Reagan and Mrs. Reagan arrive
to cast their votes in the state's|primary election.
He's the Republican nominee for governor.
Helen!
Leave him alone!
- Hey, you wetback.|- Beaner, beaner, boy.
Get out of here!
Get the hell out of here!
What are you doing?
I'm standing up for my son.
Because somebody has to.
So what's your plan?
You can't stay at your|grandparents' house forever.
Don't act like all of a sudden|you are interested in what I'm doing.
Of course I'm interested.
You're my son.
Don't worry. I'll be fine.
Can you rethink this?
Fernando is going to be fine|with your parents.
And I'm sure he'll be back soon.
It's going to be fine.
Aren't you going to eat something?
You want some carrots or broccoli|that your grandpa grows?
You still hungry? Carrot?
I just got word.
Chavez is going to target us next.
Zucchini.
Dad? What should we do?
I don't know, John.
I'm not the one who went to college.|I'm not the one with the Master's Degree.
I'm only the one|who invested a lot of money
in his only son,
hoping that one day, he would be able|to answer one simple question.
How do I not drive my father's business|into the ....ing ground?
I'll, um, talk to the Sheriff.
You're a big man.
Broccoli.
Hmm?
It's time for his nap, Sir.
No, no. You can leave him. He is fine.
Yes, sir.
Maria, you know about this Chavez, no?|Do you really think he's one of you?
Yes, sir.
Hmm.
Well, I'm one of you too.
I came from Croatia with nothing.
Everything I got, I built with my own|hands, my own labor, and my own sweat.
I don't see why anyone should be able|to take that away from me.
So now you want me to help you?
No, no. It's very simple.
I want you to do your job.
Patience.
Is that what you told Victorre?
Because this time we actually|need you to do something.
You see, after the senate hearings,|I can't do nothing about nothing.
Unless they break the law.
Did you hear what I just said?
They are targeting my family now.|Do you understand?
Or do you need my father|to repeat it to you, hmm?
I got too much heat on me.
I can turn a blind eye,|but that's as far as I can go on this.
You do that.
Sit on your ass.
Hey! You okay?
Yes, I'm okay.
Okay, don't move.
Stop it! That's enough!
I said stop! Leave him alone!
You don't want to do this!|You don't wanna hurt this man!
What are you doing, Cesar?
Leave him alone.
This son of a bitch needs to pay|right here, right now.
No, no, no.
The next person who lays a hand on him|is out of the Union!
He's gone!
You don't want to do this!
Not like this!|This is not the way to do things.
Get that piece of .... out of here.
What did you say?
Eli! Come on!
- What?|- Stop it!
I said get that piece of ....|out of here and throw him in the trash.
Do you need|someone to translate that for you?
Stop! You're out of the Union!|You're out of the Union! You hear me?
You are out! Go! Get out!
CESAR". We have completely lost our way.
How can we condemn|police brutalities in the inner cities,
yet advocate violence|out here in the fields?
How can we criticize the carnage|in Vietnam, yet cry for blood here at home?
This isn't about Vietnam,
this is about Delano,
this is about being a man,
this is about enough is enough!
No, no, no.
Those of you running around,|destroying things,
giving into your hatred
and your chicken .... macho ideals
are seriously sabotaging|the efforts of La Causa,
and I will not stand for it!
I failed you.
I failed you as a leader.
And I have something to tell you.
Three days ago I stopped eating.
I will continue to fast until everyone,
and I mean everyone,|in our beautiful movement
makes a pledge recommitting themselves
to nonviolence.
'Cause we move forward together,|or not at all.
So that's your big solution?|Starvin' yourself?
That helps them more than us!
Settle down.
Yes or no? Yes or no?
- Yes!|- No!
Settle down. Come on. Please sit down.|The meeting is not over.
You okay?
I had a bad dream.
Dreamin' about food again?
Mmm-mmm.
No. The ranch...
The horses were screaming.
Like, when the bulldozer came.
I couldn't move my legs
and everyone left me behind.
I haven't thought about that|bulldozer in years.
What I remember most
was that feeling,
that feeling of
impotence.
When that bulldozer knocked over the farm.
Dad couldn't look me in the eye.
That look on his face...
The shame behind his eyes...
It never left him.
It's the first time I saw the old man cry.
That's what I'm scared of, Rookie.
To go back and face my family,
after everything that|I've put them through,
and tell them that it|was all for nothing...
So this is how you face them?
Mansi, listen,
you know I've been with you.|Through thick and through thin.
But we need a leader not a martyr.
I need to understand what you're doing.
I've lost my way...
We all lost our way.
The violence, the anger...
I'm angry too!
I'm angry that I live in a world
where a man who picks your food|can't feed his family.
I used to think
the fight was with the growers.
It's with ourselves.
We need to stop acting like victims.
I'm not going to stop,
I'm going to see it all the way through.
Because if we lose...
I won't be able|to look at my family in the eye.
What if you die, Mansi?
Who are we going to look to then?
Get up there, it's a great shot.
If you are|just arriving, please,
head to the registration table to check in
and sign our pledge of non-violence.
Dear brothers and sisters.
As we prepare to celebrate|the mystery of Christ's love,
let us acknowledge our sins.
I confess to almighty God
and to you, my brothers and sisters,|that I have sinned through my own fault
in my thoughts and in my words,|in what I have done and have failed to do.
Through my fault, through my fault|through my most grievous fault.
It's okay. It's okay, Cesar.
There is no|strike in the vineyards.
Our workers have|sought to stay with us,
and continue work without any interest|in this outside organization.
They don't belong here
and I wish they would all go back|to where they came from.
The Chavez group are|seeking to force the growers
to recognize their group|as the bargaining agent.
WOMAN". And they've interfered|with our daily workers.
And the only contracts that|were signed between Mr. Chavez's union
and a few wineries that signed up|under the coercion of his threats...
HELEN". What if something happens to us?
I'm standing up for my son!
What would happen to the kids?
Mr. Chavez!
They've been coming in bigger numbers|ever since Chavez quit eating.
How long can a man go without food?
It depends on the man, John.
Everything depends on the man.
Maybe we let, uh, Chavez|starve himself to death,
then we won't have to do anything.
Unfortunately, I don't think|he is the suicidal type.
Ma! I'm gonna leave|some more stuff here.
Mostly clothes I don't wear anymore.
Mom, what's wrong?
Does he know what he's doing to you?
No. He doesn't.
Please go see your father before you leave.
How is he?
He's not good.
Thank you. My brother appreciates it.
- Hi.|- Hi Cruz, how're you doing?
I brought my cousins to sign the pledge,|they just crossed the border.
Well done, have them sign.
Look.
I brought Cesar some food.
Please tell him to eat something|and stop being stubborn.
- You wanna lie down?|- No.
Come on. I'll fix your pillow for you.
No, no. I'm okay.
I'm going to go home now.
Do you need anything?
Did Fernando come?
No.
And he took bread in his hands
blessed it
and gave it to his disciples and said
"Take this all of you, and eat it"
"this is my body|which will be given up for you."
- The body of Christ.|- Amen.
Amen.
I come as an American citizen
to honor him for what he has done.
Not just for you, not just for the state.
But for all of the United|States of America.
I come here out of respect
for one of the heroic figures of our time,
Cesar Chavez!
The consumer|has a tremendous interest
and, I think, should support the|farm worker and support the farmer.
And the farm workers are|in that field, in that ranch,
they're working, they're not on strike.
Meanwhile, Cesar Chavez has|organized his efforts to employ a new tactic,
one that would have a national effect.
One of the biggest facts is that
the American public won't stand|for injustice as long as they know.
And we are fighting for legitimate wages|in a legitimate way.
One of the biggest weapons|we have is the boycott.
Not only is it an economic weapon|but it's also a non-violent weapon.
Picket lines|have been put around...
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