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It's January 1962. Martin Luther King, Jr., striding through the halls of the U.S. Department of Justice.

He runs a hand over his dark, neatly trimmed hair, a grin as he exchanges a glance with one of his associates.

Today was yet another step forward for the Civil Rights Movement.

Just a few minutes ago, King left a meeting with Robert F. Kennedy himself.

Kennedy is not only the younger brother of the President, he's also the Attorney General of the United States,

and he's shaping up to be a significant ally for the Civil Rights Movement.

In the meeting, King sat down with Kennedy and other civil rights activists, and the group discussed a pressing issue,

the disenfranchisement of black voters in the South.

Kennedy pledged to support the work of organizations like the Southern Christian Leadership Conference,

which King has run for the past five years.

In Kennedy said he'd do everything in his power to support registration efforts for black voters.

Now, as King walks through the halls of the Department of Justice, he can't help but feel a new trickle of hope.

He looks around at other black organizers who walk with him, who fight with him day in and day out.

King knows he can't necessarily trust a politician like Kennedy, whose white, ambitious, and wealthy.

Still, he'll take the wins when he can, no matter how small they may seem.

King reaches the front doors of the building and straightens his coat.

Outside, a cold drizzle has begun to fall from the winter sky.

King lays a hat on his head and steps out into the rain.

But before he gets far, a white man in a suit sets a hand on his shoulder.

It's John Seagunthalor, one of Kennedy's aides.

Martin, before you go, in a word in private, is this something the rest of the group can't hear?

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