Mildred, whose bottomless grief has hardened into a single - minded, nothing - left - to - lose crusade, bulldozes through anyone unwise enough to stand in her way: not just the cops who, in her words, are «
too busy torturing black folks to solve actual crimes,» but also
neighbors, asshole teenagers, and the
town's condescending Catholic priest, who she dresses down with a juicy, show - stopping monologue.
Fair enough, but if that fire starts spreading the street, to the public park, and onto the
neighboring town the owner of the warehouse doesn't get to say you can't go there
too.