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Theres an episode of Quantum Leap where Sam is transported back to 1955, into the body of a black chauffer tasked with protecting the elderly, white widow of the former Governor of Alabama. Oblivious to the gravity of the situation, Sam awkwardly commits all sorts of indiscretions: Drinking from a whites only fountain; sitting at a whites only lunch counter; standing up to the good ol boys, who happen to be the Sheriffs sons. As Sam digs himself a hole in the small, segregated town at first out of naïveté and later out of conviction the only person in his corner is the woman he drives. And shes not so certain either.
OK, the episode was basically a rip off of Driving Miss Daisy, but with Scott Bakula jumping into Morgan Freeman. Sort of a backhanded message there but, hey, that passed for provocative television in 1989. Now, quantum leaping back into that episode that leaps into Miss Daisy is Spring Killing, a play premiering tonight at the Delray Beach Playhouse (950 NW Ninth St., Delray Beach). In this version, a black Southern man named Everett Freeman (I wonder if theres a relation?) is accused of murder, his only defender a rich old white broad. So if the motivating factor in Quantum Leap was to tell us something profound about race that we didnt already learn from Miss Daisy, then perhaps Spring Killing is again making the leap to 1950s via the 1980s to give us a new moral. Maybe something about Barack and Hillary? Youve got from 8 p.m. tonight through April 13 to find out, Sam Jrs. Tickets cost $25. Visit www.delraybeachplayhouse.com.