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A man in a straitjacket sits and stares vacantly at nothing. Softly, he sings.
MAN: (singing) It's a world of laughter. . .
(Young Mouseketeers, smiling and laughing, line up outside a church, taking picket signs)
MAN: (voiceover, cont'd) . . .a world of tears. . .
(A white mob descends on Ernest Green, he opens his mouth in a silent scream right as the camera mercifully cuts away)
MAN: (voiceover, cont'd). . .it's a world of hopes. . .
(Orson Welles swigs from a bottle of Paul Masson and shakes hands with Elvis Presley, the Eiffel Tower in the background)
MAN: (voiceover, cont'd). . .it's a world of fears. . .
(Armed, weary-looking soldiers take down an Israeli flag and run up a red and yellow Communist version)
MAN: (voiceover, cont'd). . .there's so much that we share. . .
(A black man grimly watches as policemen hold a crowd at bay with submachine guns, guarding the workmen putting up a concrete wall in the middle of a street)
MAN: (voiceover, cont'd). . .that it's time we're aware. . .
(George Lincoln Rockwell walks into the Capitol, puffing his pipe, a copy of Mein Kampf tucked inconspicuously under his arm)
MAN: (voiceover, cont'd). . .it's a small word after all.
(US Marines corner a man on a war-torn Cuban street. He is dirty and injured, but his beard and hard stare makes him instantly recognizable as Fidel Castro)
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MC: (voiceover) Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the President of the United States. . .
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MC: Walter Elias Disney!
(Disney walks out on stage, flanked by Cohn and Dodd)
TITLE: A WORLD OF LAUGHTER, A WORLD OF TEARS
(At a downtown police station, a young nervous black man edges closer to the desk sergeant. When a cop looks up at him, he flings open his coat, revealing a dynamite vest)
SUICIDE BOMBER: Allahu akbar!
(Exterior view of the windows of the police station blowing out)
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TITLE: COMING THIS SUMMER