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This programme contains graphic violent scenes from the start, | 0:00:02 | 0:00:04 | |
scenes of sexual violence and some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting | 0:00:04 | 0:00:08 | |
What is the warrior's first responsibility? | 0:00:08 | 0:00:10 | |
I know what I want. | 0:00:10 | 0:00:11 | |
The first duty of a Mandinka warrior | 0:00:11 | 0:00:13 | |
is to raise a family, to have children. | 0:00:13 | 0:00:16 | |
-DJELIBA: -It's time your family paid | 0:00:16 | 0:00:18 | |
for all the trouble they have caused me, Kunta. | 0:00:18 | 0:00:20 | |
Run! SCREAMING | 0:00:20 | 0:00:22 | |
Hyah! | 0:00:22 | 0:00:24 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:00:24 | 0:00:26 | |
HORSE SQUEALING | 0:00:26 | 0:00:28 | |
Sell the boy to the English with the other captives. | 0:00:31 | 0:00:34 | |
Take as many of his friends as you can. | 0:00:34 | 0:00:36 | |
SKIN SIZZLES | 0:00:36 | 0:00:37 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:00:37 | 0:00:38 | |
SHOUTS IN HIS OWN LANGUAGE | 0:00:39 | 0:00:41 | |
Jinna! | 0:00:44 | 0:00:45 | |
-CONNELLY: -'You can't buy a slave. | 0:00:49 | 0:00:52 | |
'You got to make a slave.' | 0:00:52 | 0:00:55 | |
Kunta Kinte. | 0:00:55 | 0:00:56 | |
That's not your name. | 0:00:56 | 0:00:58 | |
Toby's your name. | 0:00:58 | 0:01:00 | |
Say your name so you know this ain't Africa. | 0:01:00 | 0:01:03 | |
This is Virginia, | 0:01:03 | 0:01:05 | |
and you're the property of John Waller | 0:01:05 | 0:01:07 | |
like the horses and hogs. | 0:01:07 | 0:01:08 | |
Nothing more. | 0:01:08 | 0:01:09 | |
DOGS BARKING | 0:01:11 | 0:01:12 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:01:14 | 0:01:15 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:01:15 | 0:01:16 | |
You can't trust Fiddler. Sell him. | 0:01:16 | 0:01:18 | |
I'll buy him. | 0:01:18 | 0:01:20 | |
-This is none of your business, brother. -The amount of money that you owe me, brother, | 0:01:20 | 0:01:23 | |
the entire estate is my business. | 0:01:23 | 0:01:25 | |
Tell me your name! Say it, damn you! | 0:01:26 | 0:01:29 | |
Kunta Kinte. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:30 | |
WHIP CRACKS | 0:01:30 | 0:01:32 | |
Toby! | 0:01:32 | 0:01:33 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:01:33 | 0:01:34 | |
He said it. | 0:01:34 | 0:01:36 | |
Toby. | 0:01:36 | 0:01:37 | |
-HALEY: -For ten years, not a day went by | 0:01:46 | 0:01:48 | |
that Kunta wasn't looking to escape again. | 0:01:48 | 0:01:52 | |
And when that opportunity arose, | 0:01:52 | 0:01:55 | |
he took it. | 0:01:55 | 0:01:56 | |
LEAVES RUSTLE | 0:02:02 | 0:02:03 | |
KUNTA PANTS | 0:02:03 | 0:02:05 | |
BRANCHES CRACK | 0:02:05 | 0:02:06 | |
GUNSHOTS | 0:02:08 | 0:02:09 | |
Soldiers! Soldiers! | 0:02:10 | 0:02:12 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:02:12 | 0:02:14 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:02:17 | 0:02:19 | |
Soldier! Soldier! | 0:02:19 | 0:02:20 | |
Help! | 0:02:20 | 0:02:22 | |
Help me! | 0:02:22 | 0:02:24 | |
Soldier! Soldier! | 0:02:24 | 0:02:26 | |
HORSE SNORTS | 0:02:28 | 0:02:30 | |
I will fight for your king. | 0:02:30 | 0:02:31 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:02:31 | 0:02:32 | |
-DISTORTED: -Toby! | 0:02:36 | 0:02:38 | |
Get back here, you skulkin' ape! | 0:02:40 | 0:02:42 | |
HORSE WHINNIES | 0:02:42 | 0:02:44 | |
HE CHOKES | 0:03:00 | 0:03:02 | |
My name... | 0:03:05 | 0:03:07 | |
is Kunta Kinte! | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
HE GASPS | 0:03:09 | 0:03:10 | |
GASPING STOPS | 0:03:15 | 0:03:17 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:03:19 | 0:03:20 | |
Surrender your weapon. | 0:03:23 | 0:03:24 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:03:24 | 0:03:26 | |
You are English. | 0:03:38 | 0:03:40 | |
You know Juffure. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:41 | |
I am a Mandinka warrior. | 0:03:41 | 0:03:43 | |
I will kill many Americans for your king! | 0:03:45 | 0:03:48 | |
You'll have to walk. | 0:03:52 | 0:03:54 | |
Head east into the Great Dismal Swamp | 0:03:54 | 0:03:56 | |
and meet up with Lord Dunmore's Ethiopian regiment. | 0:03:56 | 0:03:59 | |
You'll be given food, shelter and a letter of manumission. | 0:03:59 | 0:04:01 | |
What is "a letter of manumission"? | 0:04:01 | 0:04:04 | |
It's the piece of paper that states you're free. | 0:04:04 | 0:04:06 | |
And slave masters will believe this paper? | 0:04:09 | 0:04:11 | |
They will in England. Hyah! | 0:04:11 | 0:04:13 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:04:13 | 0:04:14 | |
Single file! | 0:04:14 | 0:04:16 | |
Forward! | 0:04:20 | 0:04:22 | |
MAN COUGHS | 0:04:22 | 0:04:23 | |
Touch him and you'll look the same soon enough. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:30 | |
Better off being actually dead than living dead. | 0:04:30 | 0:04:33 | |
-What sickness do they have? -The pox. | 0:04:33 | 0:04:37 | |
-A new recruit? -He's a Mandinka warrior. | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
Says he wants to fight for us against the Americans. | 0:04:40 | 0:04:43 | |
What's your name? | 0:04:43 | 0:04:45 | |
Go on. You're safe here. | 0:04:45 | 0:04:48 | |
It was the English who captured me | 0:04:48 | 0:04:51 | |
and brought me to this country. | 0:04:51 | 0:04:54 | |
Now you tell me I am "safe". | 0:04:54 | 0:04:55 | |
Quite so. | 0:04:56 | 0:04:58 | |
Quite so. | 0:04:59 | 0:05:01 | |
You'll be wanting a meal and a good night's rest. | 0:05:02 | 0:05:04 | |
Lord Dunmore will be around in the morning with orders. | 0:05:04 | 0:05:07 | |
I wish you well. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:09 | |
-MAN: -My people fought three wars with the white men | 0:05:16 | 0:05:18 | |
and signed three peace treaties. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:19 | |
All brought death. | 0:05:19 | 0:05:21 | |
Why you fighting for them? You're already free. | 0:05:21 | 0:05:24 | |
I'm free to watch white planters take our land. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:26 | |
Kill more animals than they can eat. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:29 | |
Leave us nothing. | 0:05:29 | 0:05:30 | |
Can you see good enough to fight? | 0:05:31 | 0:05:32 | |
I see good enough. I found my way here. | 0:05:32 | 0:05:35 | |
Don't think about even their own people. | 0:05:35 | 0:05:38 | |
I figure I can at least spook some of them rebels. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:42 | |
They don't remember where they came from. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:44 | |
My massa put out his cigar in my eye | 0:05:44 | 0:05:46 | |
cos I cried when he sold my ma and sisters. | 0:05:46 | 0:05:48 | |
I ran away the next day. | 0:05:49 | 0:05:52 | |
You have children? | 0:05:52 | 0:05:54 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:05:57 | 0:05:59 | |
I have a younger brother your age. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:04 | |
He, my mother and my father are still in Juffure. | 0:06:04 | 0:06:09 | |
Africa. | 0:06:11 | 0:06:12 | |
I have not seen them in almost ten years. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:15 | |
When the governor of Virginia comes tomorrow, | 0:06:17 | 0:06:19 | |
-he'll give us our guns and our freedom papers. -Mm. Mm. | 0:06:19 | 0:06:21 | |
This governor rules all of Virginia? | 0:06:21 | 0:06:23 | |
-Every last plot and parcel. -Then he must have slaves. | 0:06:23 | 0:06:27 | |
Did he free them, too? | 0:06:27 | 0:06:28 | |
English say white man who fights for King George | 0:06:28 | 0:06:31 | |
can keep his slaves. | 0:06:31 | 0:06:32 | |
INDISTINCT CHATTER | 0:06:32 | 0:06:34 | |
That says "liberty to slaves". | 0:06:37 | 0:06:39 | |
That says "liberty to slaves". | 0:06:40 | 0:06:43 | |
-Do you know your size? -Big. | 0:06:43 | 0:06:45 | |
That says "liberty to slaves". | 0:06:46 | 0:06:49 | |
Ruck up, men! Ruck up! | 0:06:49 | 0:06:50 | |
There's much work ahead. | 0:06:50 | 0:06:52 | |
Prepare yourselves for glorious battle. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:54 | |
Lord Dunmore will issue his orders shortly. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:58 | |
Thank you. | 0:07:13 | 0:07:15 | |
I am Kunta Kinte. | 0:07:16 | 0:07:19 | |
Carleton. | 0:07:19 | 0:07:21 | |
OK. | 0:07:22 | 0:07:24 | |
Your mother and sisters | 0:07:24 | 0:07:27 | |
will be very proud of you, Carleton. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:31 | |
Mm. | 0:07:38 | 0:07:40 | |
-DUNMORE: -You are to march east to the Great Dismal Swamp. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:49 | |
Rebel factions have taken the bridge | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
that serves as the passageway through to the Carolinas. | 0:07:51 | 0:07:54 | |
Your orders are to take that bridge. | 0:07:54 | 0:07:57 | |
Where are our guns? | 0:07:57 | 0:07:59 | |
CROWD MURMURS | 0:07:59 | 0:08:01 | |
We have encountered heavy rebel resistance | 0:08:01 | 0:08:03 | |
along crucial supply routes | 0:08:03 | 0:08:05 | |
in Charleston and New York Harbour. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:08 | |
Our armaments are delayed. | 0:08:08 | 0:08:10 | |
You will instead be armed with pikes. | 0:08:10 | 0:08:14 | |
Pikes? | 0:08:14 | 0:08:15 | |
If you want your freedom, | 0:08:15 | 0:08:17 | |
you'll fight with what we give you. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:19 | |
Will you be fighting on the bridge with us? | 0:08:19 | 0:08:21 | |
You are not to question His Lordship's orders... | 0:08:21 | 0:08:23 | |
I am your commander, who serves at the pleasure of the King, | 0:08:23 | 0:08:27 | |
who imparts our purpose. | 0:08:27 | 0:08:29 | |
Therefore, it would be imprudent of me | 0:08:29 | 0:08:32 | |
to march into battle with you. | 0:08:32 | 0:08:35 | |
Then may we have your gun? | 0:08:35 | 0:08:36 | |
CROWD MURMURS IN AGREEMENT | 0:08:36 | 0:08:38 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:08:38 | 0:08:39 | |
Why are you not advancing across the bridge? | 0:08:39 | 0:08:42 | |
Without guns, we cannot defend ourselves in this fog. | 0:08:42 | 0:08:45 | |
You were all given orders. | 0:08:45 | 0:08:47 | |
If you do not follow them, you will be charged with mutiny | 0:08:47 | 0:08:50 | |
and summarily executed for desertion. | 0:08:50 | 0:08:52 | |
Now, secure this bridge! | 0:08:52 | 0:08:55 | |
Company! | 0:08:55 | 0:08:56 | |
Will advance at the ordinary! | 0:08:56 | 0:08:59 | |
Forward, march! | 0:08:59 | 0:09:02 | |
Stay behind me. | 0:09:08 | 0:09:11 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:09:14 | 0:09:15 | |
Advance. Charge bayonets. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:18 | |
Take the bridge. | 0:09:18 | 0:09:20 | |
Charge bayonets. Take the damn bridge! | 0:09:22 | 0:09:25 | |
Huzzah! | 0:09:25 | 0:09:27 | |
PLANKS CLUNK | 0:09:30 | 0:09:33 | |
THUNDER CRACKS | 0:09:33 | 0:09:36 | |
WOOD CREAKS | 0:09:36 | 0:09:37 | |
-MAN: -Sh! | 0:09:42 | 0:09:43 | |
GUNFIRE | 0:09:45 | 0:09:46 | |
MEN SHOUTING | 0:09:46 | 0:09:49 | |
Hold your ground! | 0:09:49 | 0:09:51 | |
Go back! | 0:09:52 | 0:09:53 | |
Shoot anyone who leaves this bridge! | 0:09:53 | 0:09:55 | |
GUNSHOTS, SOLDIERS SCREAMING | 0:09:55 | 0:09:57 | |
-Can you swim? -Huh? | 0:09:59 | 0:10:01 | |
-Can you swim?! -Y-Yeah. | 0:10:01 | 0:10:03 | |
SOLDIERS SHOUTING | 0:10:08 | 0:10:10 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:10:17 | 0:10:18 | |
MUFFLED GUNSHOTS | 0:10:20 | 0:10:22 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:10:29 | 0:10:30 | |
INSECTS CHIRP | 0:10:36 | 0:10:38 | |
SNAKE HISSES | 0:10:55 | 0:10:57 | |
INDISTINCT SHOUTING | 0:10:57 | 0:10:58 | |
There are snakes?! | 0:11:04 | 0:11:05 | |
HE BREATHES HEAVILY | 0:11:05 | 0:11:06 | |
Stay here. Stay here. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:18 | |
From now on, we don't fight for English. | 0:11:18 | 0:11:20 | |
We fight for ourselves. You understand? | 0:11:20 | 0:11:22 | |
Now we look for a place that's safe. | 0:11:22 | 0:11:24 | |
HE BREATHES SHAKILY | 0:11:29 | 0:11:31 | |
WATER SLOSHES | 0:11:36 | 0:11:38 | |
-MAN: -I hear them. Let's go that way. | 0:11:42 | 0:11:44 | |
INSECTS CHIRP | 0:11:52 | 0:11:55 | |
GRUNTING | 0:11:57 | 0:11:59 | |
GAGGING | 0:12:00 | 0:12:02 | |
BIRDS FLAP | 0:12:03 | 0:12:05 | |
Carleton. Carleton. | 0:12:20 | 0:12:22 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:12:50 | 0:12:52 | |
BRANCHES SNAP | 0:13:07 | 0:13:09 | |
SHOUTING, DOGS BARK IN DISTANCE | 0:13:10 | 0:13:12 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:13:18 | 0:13:20 | |
BIRDS CHIRP | 0:13:54 | 0:13:56 | |
-MAN: -Keep those barrels moving! | 0:14:16 | 0:14:18 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:14:18 | 0:14:19 | |
# Oh, how come me here? | 0:14:29 | 0:14:33 | |
-ALL: -# Oh, how come me here? | 0:14:33 | 0:14:37 | |
# Oh, how come me here? | 0:14:37 | 0:14:40 | |
# Oh, oh, River Jordan | 0:14:40 | 0:14:43 | |
# Farewell, hard times | 0:14:43 | 0:14:46 | |
# Farewell, farewell | 0:14:46 | 0:14:48 | |
# Farewell, dark times | 0:14:48 | 0:14:51 | |
# Farewell, farewell | 0:14:51 | 0:14:53 | |
# Ain't gon' see ya no more | 0:14:53 | 0:14:56 | |
# Farewell, dark times | 0:14:56 | 0:14:59 | |
# Farewell, farewell | 0:14:59 | 0:15:01 | |
# Ain't gon' see ya no more... # | 0:15:01 | 0:15:04 | |
Don't you look dashing in that costume...Toby. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:18 | |
Unh-unh! | 0:15:18 | 0:15:20 | |
Get him up here. | 0:15:20 | 0:15:22 | |
What you got here? | 0:15:24 | 0:15:26 | |
Oooh. Just like the poster said. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:35 | |
You sure do got the treasure map here. | 0:15:35 | 0:15:37 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:15:37 | 0:15:38 | |
What's this writing say? | 0:15:40 | 0:15:41 | |
"Liberty to slaves." | 0:15:43 | 0:15:44 | |
HE SCOFFS | 0:15:44 | 0:15:45 | |
"Liberty to slaves"! | 0:15:45 | 0:15:47 | |
Whoo! | 0:15:47 | 0:15:49 | |
Man alive! | 0:15:49 | 0:15:50 | |
I done seen an elephant. | 0:15:50 | 0:15:52 | |
I ought to get something sewed on my jacket. | 0:15:52 | 0:15:54 | |
How 'bout "Friend to the slaves," | 0:15:54 | 0:15:56 | |
seeing as I went to hell across lots to bring you back home. | 0:15:56 | 0:15:59 | |
Hmm? | 0:15:59 | 0:16:01 | |
Tie him up. | 0:16:01 | 0:16:03 | |
Let's go. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:06 | |
But first, the law says | 0:16:06 | 0:16:10 | |
that I got to fix things | 0:16:10 | 0:16:12 | |
so that you don't wander off no more. | 0:16:12 | 0:16:14 | |
No. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
-Sh! -No! -Just relax. -No! | 0:16:16 | 0:16:18 | |
-You're spent, Toby. -No! | 0:16:18 | 0:16:19 | |
-No more running for you, boy. -No! No! No, please! | 0:16:19 | 0:16:22 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:16:22 | 0:16:23 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:16:23 | 0:16:25 | |
-ECHOING: No! No! -No more running for you, boy. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:31 | |
SCREAMING | 0:16:31 | 0:16:32 | |
-CONNELLY: -Get back here, ya skulkin' ape! | 0:16:32 | 0:16:35 | |
SKIN SIZZLES | 0:16:35 | 0:16:36 | |
CHAINS JINGLE | 0:16:38 | 0:16:39 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:16:40 | 0:16:42 | |
Kunta, Allah sends us dreams to guide us. | 0:16:42 | 0:16:45 | |
-Your name is your spirit. -Come. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:47 | |
-Tell me your name. -Kunta Kinte! | 0:16:47 | 0:16:50 | |
Toby! Say it! | 0:16:50 | 0:16:52 | |
As soon as he's mobile, he's going in my pocket. | 0:16:52 | 0:16:55 | |
It don't matter what the massa call you. | 0:16:56 | 0:16:59 | |
You keep your true name inside you. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:02 | |
-SILLA: -Dream of seeing your family again. | 0:17:02 | 0:17:05 | |
Will you do that for me, Kunta? | 0:17:05 | 0:17:08 | |
Guide me, Fa. Be with me, N'na. | 0:17:08 | 0:17:11 | |
How did you find me? | 0:17:11 | 0:17:12 | |
You are a Mandinka. | 0:17:15 | 0:17:17 | |
You will always be a Mandinka. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:20 | |
May Allah guide you. | 0:17:20 | 0:17:22 | |
You got to live. You hear me, Kunta Kinte? | 0:17:22 | 0:17:26 | |
Kunta Kinte. | 0:17:26 | 0:17:28 | |
Always remember who you are. May Allah bless you. | 0:17:28 | 0:17:31 | |
May Allah keep you. | 0:17:31 | 0:17:33 | |
-WILLIAM: -Fever's finally broken. | 0:17:33 | 0:17:35 | |
I'm so relieved you gon' make it, Toby. | 0:17:39 | 0:17:42 | |
My name is Belle. | 0:17:42 | 0:17:44 | |
I'm using my medicine. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:52 | |
Works better than Dr Waller's. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:55 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:17:56 | 0:17:57 | |
Let me die. | 0:18:00 | 0:18:01 | |
HE SCOFFS | 0:18:04 | 0:18:05 | |
Well, you almost did die. | 0:18:08 | 0:18:09 | |
After all the...the caring | 0:18:09 | 0:18:11 | |
that...that Belle's done done for you? | 0:18:11 | 0:18:14 | |
After all the beggin' and the pr... prayin' | 0:18:14 | 0:18:17 | |
that I had to do for you? | 0:18:17 | 0:18:19 | |
Heaven must've heard me cos we... we here on Doc Waller's farm. | 0:18:19 | 0:18:23 | |
His brother John owed him a heap of money, so... | 0:18:23 | 0:18:27 | |
Doc took me and you as a start payment. | 0:18:27 | 0:18:30 | |
So you listen to Belle. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:35 | |
She gon' get you walking again real soon. Right, Belle? | 0:18:35 | 0:18:38 | |
Where will I walk to? | 0:18:38 | 0:18:39 | |
Huh? | 0:18:42 | 0:18:43 | |
He just needs rest. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:49 | |
Uh-huh. | 0:18:49 | 0:18:50 | |
Every day after working hard, | 0:19:01 | 0:19:03 | |
he come here, and he hold your hands. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:06 | |
He call you his warrior son. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:09 | |
I read my Bible. | 0:19:27 | 0:19:28 | |
And God sends signs. That's a truth. | 0:19:28 | 0:19:31 | |
Dr Waller's driver ran off | 0:19:31 | 0:19:33 | |
two weeks 'fore you got here. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
How came that to be? | 0:19:35 | 0:19:37 | |
Word gets round. | 0:19:37 | 0:19:39 | |
You going to be trouble. I know it. | 0:19:39 | 0:19:42 | |
A good man named Connelly got killed. | 0:19:44 | 0:19:46 | |
Word floatin' on the wind is that was you. | 0:19:46 | 0:19:50 | |
I am ready for you. | 0:19:50 | 0:19:52 | |
HE SHOUTS AND GRUNTS | 0:19:54 | 0:19:55 | |
You don't have to worry, Massa. | 0:19:59 | 0:20:00 | |
I'm here watchin' him, just like Dr Waller told me. | 0:20:00 | 0:20:03 | |
Then you watch him. | 0:20:07 | 0:20:08 | |
Yes, Massa. | 0:20:08 | 0:20:10 | |
KUNTA GROANS | 0:20:11 | 0:20:13 | |
Swallow this. No fuss. | 0:20:20 | 0:20:23 | |
DOOR CLOSES | 0:20:31 | 0:20:33 | |
I'll see you next Wednesday. | 0:20:33 | 0:20:35 | |
Mind that cold, now. | 0:20:35 | 0:20:37 | |
Hyah! | 0:20:37 | 0:20:38 | |
SLAVES SING INDISTINCTLY | 0:20:38 | 0:20:40 | |
METAL CLANKS | 0:20:40 | 0:20:42 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:20:45 | 0:20:47 | |
Toby. | 0:20:58 | 0:21:00 | |
I had this made for you. | 0:21:01 | 0:21:03 | |
It'll help you balance | 0:21:03 | 0:21:04 | |
till you're strong enough to walk on your own. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:07 | |
And I asked the blacksmith | 0:21:07 | 0:21:09 | |
to fit these old boots here special for you. | 0:21:09 | 0:21:11 | |
Hmm? | 0:21:11 | 0:21:12 | |
Well... | 0:21:13 | 0:21:15 | |
let's just try 'em on, see how they fit. | 0:21:15 | 0:21:18 | |
Ona, come help me with this. | 0:21:18 | 0:21:21 | |
OK. | 0:21:28 | 0:21:30 | |
You might have fooled Fiddler, but you don't fool me. | 0:21:55 | 0:21:57 | |
He say you was a...a great warrior in Africa. | 0:21:57 | 0:22:02 | |
What kind of warrior waits to die?! | 0:22:02 | 0:22:05 | |
I seen plenty of men far worse off than you... | 0:22:05 | 0:22:08 | |
no strip of skin left on they back, | 0:22:08 | 0:22:10 | |
overseer beat them near to death. | 0:22:10 | 0:22:12 | |
Seen women worked to death, | 0:22:12 | 0:22:15 | |
girls' bodies used up hard... no older than children. | 0:22:15 | 0:22:19 | |
But they found a way to get up. | 0:22:19 | 0:22:21 | |
THEY was warriors. | 0:22:21 | 0:22:24 | |
Not you. | 0:22:24 | 0:22:25 | |
I tell you what. | 0:22:28 | 0:22:30 | |
I will never let you treat me like a massa in a temper. | 0:22:32 | 0:22:36 | |
BOOTS THUD | 0:22:36 | 0:22:38 | |
DOOR CLOSES | 0:22:41 | 0:22:42 | |
BOOTS SCRAPE | 0:22:54 | 0:22:56 | |
-Let's go. -Fiddler! | 0:22:59 | 0:23:00 | |
Ow! | 0:23:00 | 0:23:01 | |
Fiddler, it hurts! Fiddler! | 0:23:01 | 0:23:03 | |
It ain't hurt me at all. | 0:23:03 | 0:23:05 | |
I guess I'm the fool for livin'. | 0:23:05 | 0:23:07 | |
-That what you sayin'? -Fiddler! | 0:23:07 | 0:23:08 | |
I know I'm a fool for putting up with all your nonsense. | 0:23:08 | 0:23:10 | |
Open up the gate, boy. | 0:23:10 | 0:23:12 | |
Tell me. | 0:23:15 | 0:23:17 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:23:19 | 0:23:21 | |
And no matter how much I may play my fiddle for 'em, | 0:23:21 | 0:23:25 | |
they ain't ever going to tear me down. | 0:23:25 | 0:23:27 | |
You right. | 0:23:27 | 0:23:29 | |
I ain't never been free. | 0:23:29 | 0:23:31 | |
And I may never be. | 0:23:31 | 0:23:33 | |
But I tell you this. | 0:23:33 | 0:23:34 | |
Your ornery Mandinka ways, | 0:23:34 | 0:23:38 | |
they done started to rub off on me. | 0:23:38 | 0:23:39 | |
So I'mma leave you right here. | 0:23:39 | 0:23:42 | |
And you going to get your own self up. | 0:23:42 | 0:23:44 | |
You going to walk right on back to the house, | 0:23:44 | 0:23:46 | |
and you gon' say sorry to Miss Belle. | 0:23:46 | 0:23:48 | |
I ain't got nothing else to do with you no more. | 0:23:48 | 0:23:51 | |
HOOVES POUND | 0:23:54 | 0:23:57 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:23:57 | 0:23:58 | |
I know you have been taught to ride by your family, | 0:23:58 | 0:24:01 | |
but not a horse like this. | 0:24:01 | 0:24:03 | |
Who will ride him? | 0:24:03 | 0:24:05 | |
Oh, Kunta volunteers. | 0:24:05 | 0:24:07 | |
HORSE SNORTING | 0:24:08 | 0:24:09 | |
HORSE WHINNIES | 0:24:25 | 0:24:27 | |
-OMORO: -'You are a Mandinka. | 0:24:31 | 0:24:34 | |
'You will always be a Mandinka, Kunta Kinte. | 0:24:34 | 0:24:39 | |
'Always remember who you are. | 0:24:41 | 0:24:44 | |
'Kunta Kinte.' | 0:24:44 | 0:24:45 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:24:50 | 0:24:51 | |
HE YELLS | 0:24:52 | 0:24:54 | |
I am Kunta Kinte! Kunta Kinte! | 0:24:59 | 0:25:02 | |
Kunta Kinte. | 0:25:06 | 0:25:08 | |
Son of Omoro Kinte. | 0:25:12 | 0:25:15 | |
Kunta Kinte. | 0:25:15 | 0:25:17 | |
Juffure. | 0:25:17 | 0:25:20 | |
In the kingdom of Niumi. | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
On the Kamby Bolongo. | 0:25:29 | 0:25:31 | |
KUNTA GRUNTS | 0:25:36 | 0:25:37 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:25:47 | 0:25:49 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:25:54 | 0:25:55 | |
HE GROANS | 0:26:30 | 0:26:32 | |
Shh. | 0:26:33 | 0:26:34 | |
Shh. | 0:26:36 | 0:26:38 | |
HE HISSES | 0:26:38 | 0:26:39 | |
Shh. | 0:26:39 | 0:26:41 | |
Thank you... | 0:26:46 | 0:26:47 | |
..Belle. | 0:26:50 | 0:26:51 | |
Hitch up my horse, would you, Spalding? | 0:27:18 | 0:27:20 | |
Three stops today, Belle, so late home. | 0:27:26 | 0:27:30 | |
-A cold supper will be fine. -Yes, Massa. | 0:27:30 | 0:27:32 | |
It's a shame, you having to drive yourself. | 0:27:32 | 0:27:35 | |
Yes, well, God willing, | 0:27:35 | 0:27:37 | |
the militia will track down Luther. | 0:27:37 | 0:27:39 | |
And if not, I shall have to buy another driver. | 0:27:39 | 0:27:41 | |
-Go! Go! -HORSE NEIGHS | 0:27:41 | 0:27:44 | |
MAN: Stop! | 0:27:44 | 0:27:45 | |
Goddamn. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:47 | |
PEOPLE SHOUT, HORSE NEIGHS | 0:27:49 | 0:27:51 | |
WOMEN SCREAM | 0:27:51 | 0:27:52 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:27:56 | 0:27:57 | |
Hey! Hey! Hey. | 0:27:57 | 0:28:01 | |
-MAN: -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! | 0:28:01 | 0:28:03 | |
Shh. | 0:28:03 | 0:28:05 | |
HORSE SNORTS | 0:28:05 | 0:28:06 | |
What's he doing? | 0:28:06 | 0:28:08 | |
-Goodness. -Mm-hmm. | 0:28:09 | 0:28:12 | |
Toby done calmed him down. Ooh-whee. | 0:28:14 | 0:28:16 | |
I've never seen... | 0:28:21 | 0:28:23 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:28:31 | 0:28:32 | |
Hyah. Hyah! | 0:28:36 | 0:28:38 | |
-SPALDING: -Quit staring and get back to work! | 0:28:45 | 0:28:47 | |
How on earth did you manage that? | 0:28:53 | 0:28:54 | |
I knew he was scared. | 0:28:54 | 0:28:56 | |
Toby's got a gift for horses. | 0:28:56 | 0:28:58 | |
Real special touch, Massa. | 0:28:58 | 0:28:59 | |
Get back in the field! | 0:28:59 | 0:29:01 | |
Ah, ah. Steady on, Spalding. | 0:29:01 | 0:29:02 | |
What did you think of Toby's special touch with the horse? It was astonishing, no? | 0:29:02 | 0:29:05 | |
Why, it's just dumb luck, sir. | 0:29:05 | 0:29:07 | |
The horse is probably smarter than an African. | 0:29:07 | 0:29:10 | |
Good God, man. | 0:29:10 | 0:29:12 | |
The Semites brought horses to Africa | 0:29:12 | 0:29:15 | |
when they defeated the Egyptians more than 2,000 years before the birth of Christ. | 0:29:15 | 0:29:18 | |
It never fails to amaze me that you've travelled the world, Spalding, | 0:29:18 | 0:29:21 | |
and seem to know nothing about it. | 0:29:21 | 0:29:23 | |
It's sad, really. | 0:29:23 | 0:29:24 | |
Toby could drive for you, too, Massa. | 0:29:24 | 0:29:26 | |
You could see more people, not get tired. | 0:29:26 | 0:29:30 | |
Yes, I guess I wouldn't have to buy another driver. | 0:29:30 | 0:29:32 | |
Mm. | 0:29:32 | 0:29:33 | |
Or a horse trainer. | 0:29:33 | 0:29:35 | |
It would appear that I have both right here. | 0:29:35 | 0:29:36 | |
Well done, Toby. | 0:29:36 | 0:29:38 | |
Hitch up the horse, Spalding. I'm late. | 0:29:38 | 0:29:40 | |
Yes. Well done. | 0:29:42 | 0:29:45 | |
Hmm. | 0:30:00 | 0:30:02 | |
Shh. | 0:30:14 | 0:30:15 | |
RIFLE TAPS | 0:30:21 | 0:30:22 | |
HE GASPS | 0:30:22 | 0:30:23 | |
Come on. | 0:30:23 | 0:30:24 | |
Luther the carriage driver, he was a quiet one... | 0:30:28 | 0:30:32 | |
like you... | 0:30:32 | 0:30:34 | |
all the while hatching a devious plan. | 0:30:34 | 0:30:37 | |
Stabbed two militiamen, the bloodthirsty bastard. | 0:30:37 | 0:30:41 | |
Now...he's quiet again. | 0:30:41 | 0:30:44 | |
ROPE CREAKS | 0:30:44 | 0:30:46 | |
What I'm wondering is, | 0:30:46 | 0:30:49 | |
do I save myself the trouble of having to look for you, | 0:30:49 | 0:30:52 | |
seeing as I've got you here now, Toby? | 0:30:52 | 0:30:55 | |
Toby! Toby! | 0:30:55 | 0:30:57 | |
Get back to the farm! | 0:30:57 | 0:30:59 | |
I just came to remind Toby | 0:30:59 | 0:31:00 | |
that Mrs Malloy's baby could come at any time. | 0:31:00 | 0:31:03 | |
Toby, you remember Massa says | 0:31:03 | 0:31:04 | |
you might have to drive him tonight. | 0:31:04 | 0:31:07 | |
Massa'll be awful vexed if you ain't ready to drive him. | 0:31:07 | 0:31:09 | |
Tell Massa I'll be ready. | 0:31:09 | 0:31:12 | |
And you'll catch hell from me if you keep the master waiting. | 0:31:16 | 0:31:20 | |
SHE SOBS | 0:31:27 | 0:31:29 | |
ROPE CREAKS | 0:31:45 | 0:31:46 | |
Toby... | 0:32:05 | 0:32:07 | |
..stay here in the wagon. | 0:32:09 | 0:32:11 | |
HORSE SNORTS | 0:32:19 | 0:32:20 | |
BELL TOLLS | 0:32:38 | 0:32:40 | |
MEN CHEERING AND SHOUTING | 0:32:40 | 0:32:42 | |
You there! What's all the carousing about? | 0:32:45 | 0:32:48 | |
The war's done! | 0:32:48 | 0:32:49 | |
British troops have withdrawn from Charleston and Savannah! | 0:32:49 | 0:32:52 | |
We're free! No more royal subjects are we! | 0:32:52 | 0:32:55 | |
Long live freedom! | 0:32:55 | 0:32:57 | |
Long live freedom! | 0:32:58 | 0:33:00 | |
Ain't that wonderful? | 0:33:03 | 0:33:05 | |
White folk finally got they freedom. | 0:33:05 | 0:33:07 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:33:07 | 0:33:09 | |
What will happen to the slaves | 0:33:09 | 0:33:11 | |
who fought in the Continental Army? | 0:33:11 | 0:33:14 | |
I'm sure General Washington will find them work. | 0:33:14 | 0:33:16 | |
Alongside his other slaves! | 0:33:16 | 0:33:18 | |
HE STRUMS | 0:33:19 | 0:33:21 | |
Sound about right to you? | 0:33:22 | 0:33:24 | |
Sounds real fine. | 0:33:24 | 0:33:25 | |
Fiddler! | 0:33:29 | 0:33:30 | |
Dr Waller's guests | 0:33:30 | 0:33:32 | |
want to hear you scratching on your fiddle! | 0:33:32 | 0:33:34 | |
Yessuh! | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
Lord must've been in a powerful bad mood | 0:33:38 | 0:33:39 | |
when He, uh, made white folk. | 0:33:39 | 0:33:41 | |
He must've stubbed his toe. | 0:33:41 | 0:33:44 | |
"Ow!" | 0:33:44 | 0:33:46 | |
Tripped over his dog. | 0:33:46 | 0:33:47 | |
Hit his head on a shovel. | 0:33:47 | 0:33:49 | |
And when He was cursing up a storm, | 0:33:50 | 0:33:53 | |
He spat out the word. | 0:33:53 | 0:33:55 | |
(White folk!) | 0:33:55 | 0:33:57 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:33:57 | 0:33:59 | |
-SPALDING: -Fiddler, get moving! | 0:33:59 | 0:34:01 | |
-Go on, Fiddler. -Yessuh! | 0:34:01 | 0:34:03 | |
Now my foot's starting to hurt. | 0:34:07 | 0:34:10 | |
Rain must be coming. | 0:34:10 | 0:34:11 | |
I been putting some yarn aside for you, knit you some socks | 0:34:11 | 0:34:15 | |
so your boots will fit more comfortable. | 0:34:15 | 0:34:17 | |
You know, my Kintango came to me in a dream, huh? | 0:34:19 | 0:34:21 | |
And he said that | 0:34:23 | 0:34:25 | |
a warrior must learn to defeat pain, mm? | 0:34:25 | 0:34:30 | |
Now I stand in the downpours. | 0:34:33 | 0:34:34 | |
Oh, Lord. | 0:34:34 | 0:34:36 | |
You and your African ghosts. | 0:34:36 | 0:34:38 | |
They're not ghosts. | 0:34:39 | 0:34:41 | |
They're my people visiting me. | 0:34:41 | 0:34:43 | |
Mm. Mm-hmm. | 0:34:43 | 0:34:45 | |
Telling me things. | 0:34:45 | 0:34:47 | |
And what do these African ghosts tell you? | 0:34:47 | 0:34:51 | |
They tell me the world is bigger than this farm. | 0:34:51 | 0:34:54 | |
Oh, well, of course it is. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:56 | |
We won't never see it. | 0:34:56 | 0:34:57 | |
And you always thinking about it | 0:34:57 | 0:34:59 | |
just piles on the agony and makes you loon crazy. | 0:34:59 | 0:35:02 | |
And you not thinking about it makes your life small. | 0:35:02 | 0:35:05 | |
What you know about my life? | 0:35:05 | 0:35:08 | |
When have you ever asked me about my life? | 0:35:08 | 0:35:11 | |
VIOLIN PLAYS | 0:35:25 | 0:35:26 | |
Massa! | 0:35:45 | 0:35:47 | |
Massa! | 0:35:47 | 0:35:49 | |
MUSIC STOPS I think Ona's baby is coming! | 0:35:49 | 0:35:51 | |
She's not seven months along. | 0:35:51 | 0:35:52 | |
Just false pangs. They'll pass. | 0:35:52 | 0:35:54 | |
She fainted in the fields. | 0:35:54 | 0:35:55 | |
Doctor, you'd better come quick. | 0:35:55 | 0:35:58 | |
Oh. | 0:36:04 | 0:36:05 | |
All right. | 0:36:09 | 0:36:11 | |
There. There we go. | 0:36:11 | 0:36:13 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:36:14 | 0:36:16 | |
Cut the cord. | 0:36:16 | 0:36:18 | |
OK. Come along. Come along. | 0:36:19 | 0:36:21 | |
Breathe. | 0:36:21 | 0:36:23 | |
-Please, Lord. -Breathe. | 0:36:23 | 0:36:24 | |
-Please, Jesus. -Breathe. | 0:36:24 | 0:36:26 | |
Oh, please, Jesus. | 0:36:26 | 0:36:27 | |
Come on, little one. | 0:36:27 | 0:36:28 | |
-BABY CRIES -Wait. Ah! | 0:36:28 | 0:36:30 | |
-There we are. -Oh! | 0:36:30 | 0:36:32 | |
Oh. Oh. | 0:36:32 | 0:36:35 | |
I told you explicitly | 0:36:39 | 0:36:41 | |
not to put pregnant hands in the field! | 0:36:41 | 0:36:44 | |
She were only harvesting, sir. She weren't swinging no axe. | 0:36:44 | 0:36:47 | |
She is coming out of your wages. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:48 | |
Where's the wet nurse? | 0:36:48 | 0:36:50 | |
She's in the cabin, Massa. | 0:36:50 | 0:36:52 | |
-I'll take him to her. -No, I'll do it. | 0:36:52 | 0:36:54 | |
You and Toby bury his mother. | 0:36:54 | 0:36:55 | |
We're calling this little boy... Noah. | 0:36:58 | 0:37:01 | |
Make a record of it, Spalding. | 0:37:03 | 0:37:06 | |
Out of my way! | 0:37:06 | 0:37:07 | |
Oh, thank you for your peace, Jesus. | 0:37:13 | 0:37:16 | |
Thank you for your peace, Lord. | 0:37:18 | 0:37:19 | |
Get back to work! | 0:37:22 | 0:37:24 | |
Thank you for your peace, Jesus. | 0:37:26 | 0:37:28 | |
Thank you for your rest, my Lord. | 0:37:34 | 0:37:36 | |
Thank you for your rest, Lord. | 0:37:36 | 0:37:38 | |
HE SINGS IN HIS OWN LANGUAGE | 0:37:44 | 0:37:46 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:37:54 | 0:37:56 | |
SINGING CONTINUES | 0:38:02 | 0:38:04 | |
Belle, | 0:38:11 | 0:38:13 | |
my Kintango teaches... | 0:38:13 | 0:38:14 | |
Uh, my Kintango teaches me | 0:38:17 | 0:38:19 | |
that a warrior must make a family. | 0:38:19 | 0:38:24 | |
And what I mean is, uh... | 0:38:24 | 0:38:25 | |
Is... | 0:38:26 | 0:38:28 | |
Every Mandinka warrior must complete these tasks, eh? | 0:38:28 | 0:38:32 | |
Like, uh...like riding, | 0:38:32 | 0:38:34 | |
um, um, paddling, and the... | 0:38:34 | 0:38:37 | |
Why don't you try and knock again, | 0:38:41 | 0:38:43 | |
and maybe talk about something different? | 0:38:43 | 0:38:46 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:38:58 | 0:38:59 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:39:04 | 0:39:06 | |
Belle. | 0:39:06 | 0:39:07 | |
When I arrived in this country, America, | 0:39:11 | 0:39:15 | |
I decided to close my heart. | 0:39:15 | 0:39:16 | |
It was the only way for me to stay strong... | 0:39:17 | 0:39:20 | |
care for no-one. | 0:39:20 | 0:39:21 | |
Then, I remember opening my eyes in great pain. | 0:39:24 | 0:39:28 | |
And the first thing I saw was you. | 0:39:30 | 0:39:32 | |
Helping me. | 0:39:35 | 0:39:37 | |
No, I didn't see you. | 0:39:38 | 0:39:40 | |
I depended on you, but I did not see you. | 0:39:40 | 0:39:43 | |
It took too long, Belle, but now I see | 0:39:44 | 0:39:47 | |
a woman like no-one I've ever met... | 0:39:47 | 0:39:49 | |
kind and strong... | 0:39:49 | 0:39:52 | |
and very beautiful | 0:39:52 | 0:39:55 | |
and smart, and... | 0:39:55 | 0:39:56 | |
I hope that... | 0:39:58 | 0:40:00 | |
Well, I-I hope that... | 0:40:02 | 0:40:05 | |
What I would like... | 0:40:05 | 0:40:07 | |
Yes. | 0:40:07 | 0:40:08 | |
Kunta Kinte, | 0:40:08 | 0:40:10 | |
I will be your wife. | 0:40:10 | 0:40:14 | |
She will! | 0:40:19 | 0:40:21 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:40:21 | 0:40:22 | |
Yes! | 0:40:22 | 0:40:24 | |
Whatever happens, this matters. | 0:40:33 | 0:40:36 | |
Our love matters. | 0:40:36 | 0:40:38 | |
The Lord sure did limit | 0:40:41 | 0:40:43 | |
the amount of time we has together. | 0:40:43 | 0:40:46 | |
But he didn't limit | 0:40:46 | 0:40:48 | |
how much we can love one another. | 0:40:48 | 0:40:50 | |
With God as my witness, | 0:40:50 | 0:40:53 | |
I say you man and wife. | 0:40:53 | 0:40:56 | |
BOTH GIGGLE | 0:40:56 | 0:40:58 | |
Even if he parts you tomorrow, | 0:40:58 | 0:41:01 | |
your love, it will never die. | 0:41:01 | 0:41:03 | |
BOTH CHUCKLE | 0:41:04 | 0:41:06 | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, now. Hey, now. Hey, now. | 0:41:06 | 0:41:08 | |
Calm down. | 0:41:08 | 0:41:10 | |
We gon' make this official. | 0:41:10 | 0:41:12 | |
There you go. | 0:41:12 | 0:41:13 | |
How does a broom make it official? | 0:41:13 | 0:41:16 | |
Well, we jump it together, just like in Africa. | 0:41:16 | 0:41:19 | |
Uh, no people in Africa jump brooms. | 0:41:19 | 0:41:22 | |
You don't know every people in Africa. | 0:41:22 | 0:41:24 | |
Every nigger on every plantation say | 0:41:24 | 0:41:26 | |
that jumping' the broom when you get married come from the old way. | 0:41:26 | 0:41:29 | |
Old ways from Europe, must be. | 0:41:29 | 0:41:30 | |
Passed down from master to slave. | 0:41:30 | 0:41:32 | |
Belle, they making fun of us. | 0:41:32 | 0:41:34 | |
-Oh, no. -Won't let us marry under their laws... | 0:41:34 | 0:41:36 | |
to remind us we belong to them, | 0:41:36 | 0:41:38 | |
not each other. | 0:41:38 | 0:41:39 | |
Boy, either you jump over this broom, | 0:41:39 | 0:41:42 | |
or I'mma swat you upside the head with it. | 0:41:42 | 0:41:45 | |
See this? Making this good woman wait! | 0:41:45 | 0:41:50 | |
Look at her. | 0:41:50 | 0:41:52 | |
Look at them eyes. | 0:41:52 | 0:41:54 | |
Look at that smile. | 0:41:54 | 0:41:55 | |
Belle, if doing this makes you happy, | 0:41:58 | 0:42:02 | |
I'll jump with you. | 0:42:02 | 0:42:03 | |
High as I can. | 0:42:03 | 0:42:05 | |
-You ready? Mm? -Yes. | 0:42:05 | 0:42:06 | |
-OK. -Mm-hmm. | 0:42:06 | 0:42:09 | |
Aah! | 0:42:09 | 0:42:10 | |
Congratulations! | 0:42:19 | 0:42:21 | |
May God bless your womb, Belle. | 0:42:23 | 0:42:25 | |
This suit you so well. | 0:42:27 | 0:42:29 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:42:35 | 0:42:37 | |
INDISTINCT SHOUTS | 0:42:41 | 0:42:43 | |
-MAN: -Hey, come on, now. | 0:43:02 | 0:43:04 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:43:06 | 0:43:08 | |
HORSE SNORTS | 0:43:21 | 0:43:23 | |
Looky there! Look at that step! | 0:43:26 | 0:43:29 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:43:29 | 0:43:30 | |
Watch it! Come on! | 0:43:35 | 0:43:37 | |
Old Massa's wagon. | 0:43:48 | 0:43:50 | |
MUSIC STOPS Doctor's brother. | 0:43:50 | 0:43:52 | |
Oh, Lord, not now. | 0:43:52 | 0:43:54 | |
Not today. | 0:43:54 | 0:43:56 | |
I sure do hate to cause consternation. | 0:43:56 | 0:43:58 | |
Dr Waller needs to come quick. | 0:43:58 | 0:44:00 | |
His brother's wife is fixing to have a baby. | 0:44:00 | 0:44:03 | |
Bless you. | 0:44:06 | 0:44:09 | |
Belle, continue. | 0:44:09 | 0:44:11 | |
I'm sorry. I have to go. | 0:44:11 | 0:44:14 | |
CROWD MURMUR | 0:44:14 | 0:44:16 | |
MUSIC RESUMES | 0:44:16 | 0:44:18 | |
Oh, so you just wanted to dance with me. | 0:44:21 | 0:44:23 | |
Is that what it was? | 0:44:23 | 0:44:24 | |
You look beautiful. Come on. | 0:44:25 | 0:44:27 | |
Congratulations. | 0:44:27 | 0:44:29 | |
Thank you, Fiddler. | 0:44:29 | 0:44:31 | |
Be sure to be ready earlier tomorrow, Toby, | 0:44:54 | 0:44:55 | |
and we'll come back | 0:44:55 | 0:44:57 | |
and visit with Mrs Waller and the baby. | 0:44:57 | 0:44:59 | |
Yes, Massa. | 0:44:59 | 0:45:00 | |
You mind if I ask what Miss Elizabeth had? | 0:45:00 | 0:45:03 | |
Beautiful baby girl... Melissa Kathryn. | 0:45:03 | 0:45:05 | |
But we're going to call her "Missy." | 0:45:05 | 0:45:07 | |
Truly, I've never been happier. | 0:45:07 | 0:45:10 | |
Yes, Massa. | 0:45:10 | 0:45:11 | |
I'm sure you love that child as if she was your own, eh? | 0:45:11 | 0:45:14 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:45:14 | 0:45:15 | |
Don't you dare insult my character | 0:45:15 | 0:45:17 | |
or my sister-in-law's virtue. | 0:45:17 | 0:45:19 | |
Do you understand me? | 0:45:19 | 0:45:20 | |
You black bastard. | 0:45:20 | 0:45:22 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:45:22 | 0:45:23 | |
That's not what I meant. Uh, sometimes my... | 0:45:25 | 0:45:27 | |
Oh, just drive! | 0:45:27 | 0:45:29 | |
DOOR SLAMS | 0:45:33 | 0:45:34 | |
I could have killed him. | 0:45:34 | 0:45:36 | |
Hmm? I should have killed him. | 0:45:36 | 0:45:38 | |
He strike me on my wedding day! | 0:45:38 | 0:45:40 | |
Shh! It's over now. | 0:45:40 | 0:45:42 | |
It's never going to be over, Belle! | 0:45:42 | 0:45:44 | |
Listen to me. Listen to me. | 0:45:44 | 0:45:46 | |
Listen to me! | 0:45:46 | 0:45:48 | |
At least we're together. | 0:45:49 | 0:45:50 | |
The three of us. | 0:45:55 | 0:45:56 | |
Our family. | 0:45:57 | 0:46:00 | |
There's something I need to tell you. | 0:46:04 | 0:46:06 | |
This won't be my first child. | 0:46:07 | 0:46:10 | |
I had two sons when I was just a girl, | 0:46:10 | 0:46:13 | |
but my old massa sold 'em both | 0:46:13 | 0:46:16 | |
and my husband, too. | 0:46:16 | 0:46:18 | |
I never thought I'd be able to have another child. | 0:46:18 | 0:46:22 | |
If I was to lose this one, I'm... | 0:46:22 | 0:46:25 | |
I will protect our child. | 0:46:26 | 0:46:29 | |
He will be our warrior. | 0:46:36 | 0:46:38 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:47:07 | 0:47:09 | |
What you going to name her? | 0:47:19 | 0:47:22 | |
I guess... | 0:47:22 | 0:47:23 | |
.."Fiddler" ain't the right name for a little baby girl. | 0:47:24 | 0:47:28 | |
Mnh. | 0:47:28 | 0:47:29 | |
You could call her "Fiddleretta". | 0:47:29 | 0:47:32 | |
I always thought I'd have a boy child. | 0:47:32 | 0:47:34 | |
A warrior. | 0:47:34 | 0:47:35 | |
I was always too afraid to have a family. | 0:47:38 | 0:47:42 | |
But you got yourself | 0:47:42 | 0:47:44 | |
a beautiful baby girl and a beautiful wife. | 0:47:44 | 0:47:47 | |
Yes. | 0:47:47 | 0:47:49 | |
And Massa got us all. | 0:47:49 | 0:47:50 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:47:50 | 0:47:53 | |
So, this here the... the real Africa ways? | 0:47:53 | 0:47:57 | |
Naming your child 'fore the stars and all creation. | 0:47:57 | 0:48:01 | |
No. | 0:48:01 | 0:48:03 | |
The man usually names the child alone. | 0:48:04 | 0:48:06 | |
Mm-hmm. | 0:48:06 | 0:48:07 | |
But I have my own way. | 0:48:07 | 0:48:09 | |
And I want you here with me. | 0:48:10 | 0:48:12 | |
-Yeah? -Yes. | 0:48:13 | 0:48:15 | |
I'm here. | 0:48:17 | 0:48:19 | |
And if you... | 0:48:19 | 0:48:21 | |
if you play my mother's song, | 0:48:21 | 0:48:24 | |
then she will be with me, too. | 0:48:24 | 0:48:25 | |
FIDDLER PLUCKS A MELODY | 0:48:25 | 0:48:28 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:48:44 | 0:48:45 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:48:45 | 0:48:47 | |
You boys having yourselves a hoedown, are ya? | 0:48:47 | 0:48:50 | |
-It's candle-lighting time. -Yes, sir. | 0:48:50 | 0:48:51 | |
Everybody in the state of Virginia know a nigger can't be on the road after sundown. | 0:48:51 | 0:48:55 | |
We're not in the road. | 0:48:55 | 0:48:56 | |
-Come again? -We're not in the road. | 0:48:56 | 0:48:59 | |
This is Dr Waller's property. | 0:48:59 | 0:49:01 | |
-Are you correcting me, boy? -No, sir! No, he ain't. He ain't. | 0:49:01 | 0:49:04 | |
We...we...we on our way to the farm proper. | 0:49:04 | 0:49:07 | |
Whoa. Hold on, Uncle. | 0:49:07 | 0:49:09 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:49:09 | 0:49:10 | |
We got to gather us a nigger tax. | 0:49:10 | 0:49:12 | |
-I ain't got no money. -How 'bout you just hand over the tar baby? | 0:49:12 | 0:49:16 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:49:16 | 0:49:17 | |
You gentlemen, you got it all wrong. | 0:49:24 | 0:49:26 | |
You got it all wrong. | 0:49:26 | 0:49:29 | |
My name ain't Uncle. | 0:49:30 | 0:49:32 | |
My name ain't "boy". | 0:49:32 | 0:49:34 | |
My name ain't Fiddler. | 0:49:37 | 0:49:39 | |
My name is Henry. | 0:49:44 | 0:49:46 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:49:46 | 0:49:48 | |
So y'all call me Henry. | 0:49:48 | 0:49:52 | |
Just get on out of here. | 0:49:54 | 0:49:56 | |
Go on! Just go on. | 0:49:56 | 0:49:58 | |
Go on 'fore you start causing trouble. | 0:49:58 | 0:50:00 | |
-Just go on. -He's running! | 0:50:00 | 0:50:01 | |
-Go on! -GUNSHOT | 0:50:01 | 0:50:02 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:50:02 | 0:50:04 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:50:08 | 0:50:10 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:50:15 | 0:50:17 | |
HE GASPS | 0:50:21 | 0:50:24 | |
BABY FUSSES | 0:50:27 | 0:50:29 | |
Oh, ho, ho, ho. | 0:50:32 | 0:50:34 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:50:34 | 0:50:36 | |
(Fa is here. Fa is here.) | 0:50:47 | 0:50:50 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:50:50 | 0:50:51 | |
THUNDER CRACKS | 0:50:53 | 0:50:55 | |
Fiddler. | 0:51:04 | 0:51:05 | |
Fiddler. | 0:51:07 | 0:51:08 | |
THUNDER CRACKS | 0:51:11 | 0:51:13 | |
THUD | 0:51:14 | 0:51:16 | |
Get up. | 0:51:16 | 0:51:17 | |
Fiddler. | 0:51:17 | 0:51:19 | |
BREATHES SHAKILY | 0:51:19 | 0:51:20 | |
Fiddler! Fiddler, wake up. | 0:51:20 | 0:51:24 | |
Get up! | 0:51:25 | 0:51:26 | |
Get up! Now! | 0:51:26 | 0:51:28 | |
HE YELLS | 0:51:28 | 0:51:30 | |
Fiddler! | 0:51:30 | 0:51:32 | |
No! | 0:51:32 | 0:51:34 | |
HE YELLS | 0:51:34 | 0:51:36 | |
Fiddler! | 0:51:36 | 0:51:38 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:51:41 | 0:51:43 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:51:45 | 0:51:46 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:51:46 | 0:51:47 | |
They're never going to let us live, Belle. | 0:51:47 | 0:51:50 | |
-Let me have the baby. -We're running now. -No! | 0:51:50 | 0:51:52 | |
Give me my baby. No! | 0:51:52 | 0:51:54 | |
Many have made it to the North. | 0:51:54 | 0:51:56 | |
No. Please don't take my child! Please! | 0:51:56 | 0:51:58 | |
You'll get us all killed. | 0:51:58 | 0:51:59 | |
Babies cry. | 0:51:59 | 0:52:00 | |
They cry when they hungry, | 0:52:00 | 0:52:02 | |
they cry when they cold, | 0:52:02 | 0:52:04 | |
they cry when they scared. | 0:52:04 | 0:52:05 | |
When the slave catcher's a foot away | 0:52:05 | 0:52:07 | |
and you hiding in the bushes, babies cry. | 0:52:07 | 0:52:09 | |
So we cannot run! | 0:52:09 | 0:52:11 | |
I will never make peace with this life, | 0:52:11 | 0:52:13 | |
but I will not orphan a child again, not when I have a choice. | 0:52:13 | 0:52:16 | |
HE CRIES | 0:52:16 | 0:52:18 | |
They killed Fiddler, Belle. | 0:52:18 | 0:52:20 | |
He saved us. | 0:52:23 | 0:52:25 | |
And they killed him! | 0:52:26 | 0:52:27 | |
No, no, no, no. | 0:52:27 | 0:52:29 | |
-They killed him! -No. Shh. | 0:52:29 | 0:52:32 | |
I hate this country! | 0:52:32 | 0:52:35 | |
America will never be my home! | 0:52:35 | 0:52:38 | |
I hate this country! | 0:52:38 | 0:52:40 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:52:42 | 0:52:44 | |
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. | 0:52:44 | 0:52:46 | |
But you... Ah! | 0:52:46 | 0:52:48 | |
HE INHALES DEEPLY | 0:52:48 | 0:52:50 | |
..and our daughter, our child, | 0:52:50 | 0:52:53 | |
you are my family now. | 0:52:53 | 0:52:55 | |
And I will protect you both. | 0:53:00 | 0:53:01 | |
Hey. | 0:53:11 | 0:53:12 | |
Your name is your spirit. | 0:53:14 | 0:53:17 | |
Your name is your shield. | 0:53:19 | 0:53:21 | |
THUNDER CRACKS | 0:53:21 | 0:53:24 | |
And I will name you Kizzy... | 0:53:24 | 0:53:27 | |
KIZZY COOS | 0:53:27 | 0:53:28 | |
..which means "Stay put". | 0:53:28 | 0:53:30 | |
But not stay a slave! | 0:53:30 | 0:53:31 | |
Kizzy, you are the daughter of Kunta Kinte, | 0:53:37 | 0:53:42 | |
the daughter of Belle. | 0:53:42 | 0:53:45 | |
And though you will never know them, | 0:53:45 | 0:53:48 | |
granddaughter of Omoro | 0:53:48 | 0:53:52 | |
and Binta Kinte. | 0:53:52 | 0:53:53 | |
Allahu Akbar! | 0:53:56 | 0:53:57 | |
ECHOING: Behold! | 0:53:57 | 0:54:00 | |
The only thing greater than you. | 0:54:02 | 0:54:04 | |
If you feel him slowing down, just give him a little kick now. | 0:54:11 | 0:54:14 | |
It won't hurt him. | 0:54:14 | 0:54:15 | |
That's it. | 0:54:15 | 0:54:17 | |
How 'bout now, Mama? | 0:54:17 | 0:54:19 | |
Mnh-mnh. | 0:54:19 | 0:54:20 | |
You got to mix the honey till it blends in. | 0:54:20 | 0:54:22 | |
One, two... | 0:54:22 | 0:54:24 | |
Count in your head! | 0:54:24 | 0:54:26 | |
Yes, Mama. | 0:54:26 | 0:54:27 | |
Yes. Very good. | 0:54:31 | 0:54:34 | |
How 'bout now, Mama? | 0:54:37 | 0:54:39 | |
Let me see. | 0:54:41 | 0:54:42 | |
Mm-hmm. That's just fine. | 0:54:46 | 0:54:48 | |
NOW you can take some to your papa. | 0:54:48 | 0:54:50 | |
Be careful. | 0:54:52 | 0:54:53 | |
Fa! I made it for you. | 0:54:59 | 0:55:02 | |
Kizzy, I'm here! | 0:55:02 | 0:55:03 | |
Missy! | 0:55:03 | 0:55:05 | |
Thank you. | 0:55:05 | 0:55:06 | |
Hi, Uncle William! | 0:55:10 | 0:55:11 | |
Well, well! | 0:55:11 | 0:55:13 | |
Girls, look at Noah, my new horseman. | 0:55:13 | 0:55:16 | |
Hi, Auntie Belle. | 0:55:16 | 0:55:18 | |
Good morning, Miss Missy. How are you today? | 0:55:18 | 0:55:20 | |
Kizzy, look what I brought you. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:22 | |
I spilled punch on it, | 0:55:26 | 0:55:28 | |
so I asked Mama if I could give it to you. | 0:55:28 | 0:55:30 | |
It's so pretty. Thank you, Missy. | 0:55:30 | 0:55:32 | |
Come on. Let's go play. | 0:55:36 | 0:55:37 | |
But I'm helping Mama. | 0:55:37 | 0:55:38 | |
You don't mind, | 0:55:38 | 0:55:39 | |
do you, Auntie Belle? Please? | 0:55:39 | 0:55:41 | |
No, no, no. Belle doesn't mind. Do you, Belle? | 0:55:41 | 0:55:44 | |
For a little while, hmm? | 0:55:44 | 0:55:46 | |
-Good. -Don't go far. | 0:55:46 | 0:55:49 | |
Yes, Mama. | 0:55:49 | 0:55:50 | |
Put on your new dress and let's go! | 0:55:50 | 0:55:52 | |
GIRLS GIGGLE | 0:55:54 | 0:55:55 | |
You run, and I'm going to catch you! | 0:56:07 | 0:56:09 | |
One, two, three, four, | 0:56:09 | 0:56:13 | |
five, six, seven... | 0:56:13 | 0:56:16 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 0:56:16 | 0:56:18 | |
Will you accept the body and blood of our Saviour? You have a soul, child! | 0:56:18 | 0:56:21 | |
It belongs to God, not your captor! | 0:56:21 | 0:56:24 | |
Let her go! She's mine! | 0:56:24 | 0:56:25 | |
Jesus alone can wash you of sin. | 0:56:25 | 0:56:27 | |
Aah! | 0:56:27 | 0:56:29 | |
Jesus alone! | 0:56:29 | 0:56:31 | |
Jesus! | 0:56:31 | 0:56:32 | |
Where'd that old coot come from? | 0:56:35 | 0:56:36 | |
He was pickled for sure. | 0:56:36 | 0:56:38 | |
BOTH GIGGLE | 0:56:38 | 0:56:39 | |
CONGREGATION SINGS | 0:56:39 | 0:56:41 | |
WATER SLOSHES | 0:56:41 | 0:56:43 | |
Ye that fear God, give audience. | 0:56:52 | 0:56:56 | |
The darkness of the night that you experience | 0:56:56 | 0:56:59 | |
is deserved punishment | 0:56:59 | 0:57:00 | |
for your disgraceful and iniquitous practice | 0:57:00 | 0:57:03 | |
of keeping African slaves. | 0:57:03 | 0:57:04 | |
This base custom, | 0:57:06 | 0:57:08 | |
so evidently contrary to the laws of God, | 0:57:08 | 0:57:11 | |
violates the natural | 0:57:11 | 0:57:13 | |
and unalienable rights of mankind. | 0:57:13 | 0:57:16 | |
For all those who prosper from slavery, | 0:57:16 | 0:57:19 | |
hellfire will be your ultimate reward. | 0:57:19 | 0:57:23 | |
CONGREGATION SING | 0:57:23 | 0:57:25 | |
Will the toubab go to hell because they own slaves? | 0:57:25 | 0:57:29 | |
Because they own us? | 0:57:29 | 0:57:31 | |
That'd be a lot of toubab in hell. | 0:57:31 | 0:57:34 | |
Don't you ever let me hear you say that word again. | 0:57:34 | 0:57:36 | |
But that's what the preacher said. | 0:57:36 | 0:57:37 | |
-You ain't a preacher. -Your mama is right. | 0:57:37 | 0:57:39 | |
You're not a preacher. | 0:57:39 | 0:57:42 | |
Cos preachers are... | 0:57:42 | 0:57:43 | |
Hmm? | 0:57:44 | 0:57:46 | |
SHE GIGGLES | 0:57:46 | 0:57:47 | |
Besides, hell is not punishment enough for the toubab. | 0:57:48 | 0:57:52 | |
How will the toubabs be punished? | 0:57:54 | 0:57:56 | |
What did I just tell you? God will take care of us. | 0:57:56 | 0:58:00 | |
Now eat your food. | 0:58:00 | 0:58:02 | |
OK, that's good. That's good. | 0:58:08 | 0:58:10 | |
You don't want to make him fat. | 0:58:10 | 0:58:11 | |
No, I want him to get fat, Fa. | 0:58:11 | 0:58:14 | |
-Why? -So he'll be happy. | 0:58:14 | 0:58:16 | |
But if he's fat, he can't run, eh? | 0:58:17 | 0:58:19 | |
And it's running that makes him most happy. | 0:58:19 | 0:58:21 | |
Running makes him feel free, eh? | 0:58:21 | 0:58:24 | |
Hi, Uncle Toby! | 0:58:24 | 0:58:25 | |
Kizzy, I brought you a bonnet! | 0:58:25 | 0:58:29 | |
Toby, can we see how it fits? | 0:58:29 | 0:58:30 | |
Auntie Belle said yes. We'll just be right outside. | 0:58:30 | 0:58:33 | |
Wait! Don't go far. | 0:58:33 | 0:58:36 | |
-Hey, Kizzy! -Hey, stupid. | 0:58:36 | 0:58:39 | |
Oh, it's so pretty! Thank you! | 0:58:46 | 0:58:49 | |
Hold on. Over here. | 0:58:49 | 0:58:51 | |
-Goes with my dress. -Sit down right here. | 0:58:52 | 0:58:55 | |
MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE | 0:58:56 | 0:58:59 | |
I thought we could read together. | 0:59:04 | 0:59:06 | |
-Missy! -I'm just learning, | 0:59:06 | 0:59:07 | |
but I can teach you what I know. | 0:59:07 | 0:59:08 | |
But Mama said | 0:59:08 | 0:59:10 | |
slaves have been whipped and put in jail, | 0:59:10 | 0:59:12 | |
-and even... -So we just got to keep it a secret. | 0:59:12 | 0:59:15 | |
But... | 0:59:15 | 0:59:16 | |
Cos you and me are friends. | 0:59:16 | 0:59:18 | |
Ain't we? | 0:59:18 | 0:59:20 | |
Yes. | 0:59:22 | 0:59:24 | |
You and me are friends. | 0:59:24 | 0:59:25 | |
For always. | 0:59:25 | 0:59:27 | |
For always. | 0:59:27 | 0:59:29 | |
-"A." -"A." | 0:59:33 | 0:59:35 | |
Like an apple. | 0:59:35 | 0:59:36 | |
-"B." -"B." | 0:59:36 | 0:59:38 | |
Like, um, a bee. | 0:59:38 | 0:59:39 | |
-"C." -"C." | 0:59:39 | 0:59:42 | |
Like a...a cat. | 0:59:42 | 0:59:43 | |
-COUGHING -Father! | 0:59:43 | 0:59:45 | |
Missy, what are you doing out here all alone | 0:59:47 | 0:59:49 | |
with a little nigger girl, huh? | 0:59:49 | 0:59:51 | |
We were just playing, Papa. | 0:59:51 | 0:59:53 | |
Yeah, well, this one is devious. | 0:59:53 | 0:59:56 | |
Just like her father. | 0:59:56 | 0:59:57 | |
Anything you need, Massa Waller? | 0:59:57 | 1:00:00 | |
I can, uh, get Belle to cook you up something real good. | 1:00:00 | 1:00:03 | |
HE BREATHES HEAVILY | 1:00:06 | 1:00:08 | |
LEATHER CREAKS | 1:00:08 | 1:00:10 | |
You take me for a fool, boy? | 1:00:13 | 1:00:14 | |
Hmm? | 1:00:14 | 1:00:16 | |
Huh? | 1:00:16 | 1:00:18 | |
No, Massa. | 1:00:18 | 1:00:20 | |
This piccaninny of yours | 1:00:20 | 1:00:22 | |
is trying to beguile my innocent little girl. | 1:00:22 | 1:00:24 | |
You think I'm going to stand by and let that happen, | 1:00:24 | 1:00:27 | |
you have another thing coming. | 1:00:27 | 1:00:29 | |
STOMPS FOOT | 1:00:32 | 1:00:33 | |
You understand me, boy? | 1:00:33 | 1:00:35 | |
Yes, Massa. | 1:00:37 | 1:00:38 | |
Mm. | 1:00:38 | 1:00:39 | |
All right. | 1:00:41 | 1:00:42 | |
Abigail, here's one for you, | 1:00:44 | 1:00:46 | |
and one for you, Kizzy. | 1:00:46 | 1:00:48 | |
Thank you, Missy. | 1:00:48 | 1:00:49 | |
You're welcome, Kizzy. | 1:00:49 | 1:00:51 | |
DOLL THUDS | 1:00:54 | 1:00:56 | |
Here. You can be the piccaninny. | 1:01:01 | 1:01:04 | |
Why do you get to decide? | 1:01:04 | 1:01:06 | |
I'm white, and the Bible says | 1:01:06 | 1:01:08 | |
white people are made in the image of God. | 1:01:08 | 1:01:11 | |
This one's my favourite. | 1:01:11 | 1:01:14 | |
Good. She can be my wife. | 1:01:14 | 1:01:16 | |
-DEEP VOICE: -Fetch me my dinner, woman. | 1:01:16 | 1:01:18 | |
Get it yourself. | 1:01:18 | 1:01:19 | |
A good wife obeys her husband. | 1:01:19 | 1:01:21 | |
Sort of like a slave has to obey her master? | 1:01:21 | 1:01:24 | |
Guess us girls ain't that different after all. | 1:01:26 | 1:01:28 | |
Your nigger's stupid. | 1:01:28 | 1:01:30 | |
Stop being so cross. | 1:01:30 | 1:01:32 | |
Well, I hope that smart-mouth piccaninny | 1:01:32 | 1:01:34 | |
stabs you in your sleep. | 1:01:34 | 1:01:36 | |
I'm fixin' to stab you right now! | 1:01:36 | 1:01:38 | |
DOOR SLAMS | 1:01:38 | 1:01:40 | |
-Nigger lover! -Devil! | 1:01:40 | 1:01:42 | |
Missy, don't! | 1:01:42 | 1:01:43 | |
Land sakes! | 1:01:43 | 1:01:45 | |
Abigail, why are you all screaming like savages? | 1:01:45 | 1:01:48 | |
Missy and...me... | 1:01:48 | 1:01:53 | |
was just asking Kizzy to bring us some refreshments. | 1:01:53 | 1:01:59 | |
That's what you all were screaming at? | 1:01:59 | 1:02:01 | |
Well, Kizzy, go fetch some refreshments for the girls. | 1:02:01 | 1:02:04 | |
Yes, ma'am. 'Scuse me, ladies. | 1:02:04 | 1:02:07 | |
Careful with that, Kizzy. | 1:02:09 | 1:02:11 | |
They want to have that tonight for dinner? | 1:02:11 | 1:02:13 | |
I believe so. | 1:02:13 | 1:02:15 | |
Happy birthday, Kizzy! | 1:02:38 | 1:02:41 | |
-Missy, it's beautiful! -Ah! | 1:02:46 | 1:02:48 | |
I was worried sick about orderin' it | 1:02:48 | 1:02:50 | |
without Mama asking pesky questions. | 1:02:50 | 1:02:52 | |
But then I realised we have the same initials! Hmm? | 1:02:52 | 1:02:56 | |
Melissa Kathryn Waller. | 1:02:56 | 1:02:58 | |
Miss Kizzy Waller. | 1:02:58 | 1:02:59 | |
I'm such a ninny, I didn't realise it before. | 1:02:59 | 1:03:02 | |
I'll never be able to thank you. | 1:03:02 | 1:03:03 | |
Oh, no great shakes. | 1:03:03 | 1:03:05 | |
Now, listen, Mama keeps going on | 1:03:05 | 1:03:07 | |
about shipping me off to London for finishing school. | 1:03:07 | 1:03:10 | |
And I know you don't believe in God, | 1:03:10 | 1:03:12 | |
but say a prayer anyway. | 1:03:12 | 1:03:13 | |
Oh, yeah. | 1:03:13 | 1:03:15 | |
Jesus sure have taken care of us Negroes(!) | 1:03:15 | 1:03:18 | |
Time's running short. What's your fancy? | 1:03:18 | 1:03:20 | |
You already know all the dreadful Shakespeare dramas by heart, huh? | 1:03:20 | 1:03:24 | |
What's this monstrosity? | 1:03:24 | 1:03:26 | |
Dr John Hunter's Gross Anatomy. | 1:03:26 | 1:03:31 | |
Mm. | 1:03:31 | 1:03:32 | |
Oh, eugh! | 1:03:34 | 1:03:36 | |
Is that really what it looks like on the inside? | 1:03:36 | 1:03:38 | |
I will never, ever have a baby. | 1:03:38 | 1:03:40 | |
Oh, don't be hysterical. | 1:03:40 | 1:03:42 | |
How does it stand up like that? | 1:03:45 | 1:03:47 | |
I... | 1:03:47 | 1:03:48 | |
I don't... | 1:03:48 | 1:03:50 | |
"Pubescent male peach fuzz | 1:03:50 | 1:03:52 | |
"corresponds with the accelerated growth | 1:03:52 | 1:03:54 | |
"of the corpus spongiosum." | 1:03:54 | 1:03:56 | |
Ugh, look at all that corpus... and hair. | 1:03:56 | 1:04:00 | |
Do you have any hair down there? | 1:04:00 | 1:04:03 | |
Hmm? | 1:04:03 | 1:04:04 | |
Have you lost your senses?! | 1:04:04 | 1:04:06 | |
Let me see! It's my right. | 1:04:06 | 1:04:08 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR, DOOR OPENS | 1:04:08 | 1:04:10 | |
Kizzy, Miss Missy, y'all in here? | 1:04:10 | 1:04:12 | |
Yes. | 1:04:12 | 1:04:13 | |
Well, what is it? | 1:04:15 | 1:04:17 | |
Your governess is here to fetch you home. | 1:04:17 | 1:04:19 | |
Happy birthday, Kizzy. | 1:04:21 | 1:04:23 | |
Thank you, Noah. | 1:04:23 | 1:04:24 | |
CLOCK TICKING | 1:04:24 | 1:04:27 | |
Noah. | 1:04:27 | 1:04:28 | |
Bless your heart. | 1:04:32 | 1:04:35 | |
Perhaps it would help if you ate some peaches. | 1:04:35 | 1:04:40 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 1:04:40 | 1:04:42 | |
Happy birthday, young lady! | 1:04:54 | 1:04:56 | |
-My, how you've blossomed! -See you tomorrow! | 1:04:56 | 1:04:59 | |
Oh, yes. That's right. Happy birthday, Kizzy. | 1:04:59 | 1:05:02 | |
-Thank you, Massa. -Kizzy. | 1:05:02 | 1:05:05 | |
Mother needs help in the sick cabin. | 1:05:05 | 1:05:07 | |
-Yes, Fa. -Go. Go. | 1:05:07 | 1:05:08 | |
We'll ride later, when it is less...wet. | 1:05:08 | 1:05:10 | |
What...what...uh, what is she? | 1:05:10 | 1:05:12 | |
She's 15? | 1:05:12 | 1:05:14 | |
Yes, Massa. | 1:05:14 | 1:05:16 | |
Well, I suppose it's about time that I bred her... | 1:05:16 | 1:05:19 | |
with Noah, here. | 1:05:19 | 1:05:21 | |
What do you think about that, Noah? | 1:05:21 | 1:05:23 | |
But, uh, Kizzy has not reached womanhood. | 1:05:25 | 1:05:28 | |
-Hasn't she by now? -No, sir. | 1:05:28 | 1:05:30 | |
Her mother knows for sure, and that's what she says. | 1:05:30 | 1:05:32 | |
Well, it won't be long. | 1:05:32 | 1:05:34 | |
All in good time, Noah, eh? | 1:05:34 | 1:05:36 | |
HE WHISTLES | 1:05:36 | 1:05:38 | |
If you ever touch her... | 1:05:44 | 1:05:47 | |
LEVER CREAKS | 1:06:01 | 1:06:03 | |
Come with me. | 1:06:10 | 1:06:12 | |
BREATHING HEAVILY | 1:06:16 | 1:06:18 | |
Do what I do. | 1:06:19 | 1:06:21 | |
Your turn. | 1:06:26 | 1:06:27 | |
Go. | 1:06:29 | 1:06:31 | |
SHE GRUNTS | 1:06:32 | 1:06:33 | |
The horse is too tall. And I have a dress on. | 1:06:35 | 1:06:38 | |
And how do you know what you'll be wearing? | 1:06:38 | 1:06:40 | |
You must be prepared at all times. | 1:06:40 | 1:06:41 | |
GRUNTING | 1:06:41 | 1:06:44 | |
Are you defeated? | 1:06:50 | 1:06:51 | |
Go! | 1:06:52 | 1:06:53 | |
Faster. | 1:06:54 | 1:06:56 | |
But it don't have a saddle on. | 1:06:56 | 1:06:57 | |
It does not need a saddle. | 1:06:57 | 1:06:59 | |
He was born free. So be free with him. | 1:06:59 | 1:07:01 | |
SMOOCHING | 1:07:01 | 1:07:02 | |
Stop kissing and ride him! | 1:07:02 | 1:07:04 | |
Hey, faster. | 1:07:06 | 1:07:08 | |
Do not allow yourself to be defeated. | 1:07:11 | 1:07:13 | |
They can put the chains on your body. | 1:07:13 | 1:07:15 | |
Never let them put the chains on your mind. | 1:07:15 | 1:07:18 | |
You are the daughter of Belle Kinte and Kunta Kinte. | 1:07:18 | 1:07:22 | |
Anything is possible. Go! Eh. | 1:07:22 | 1:07:25 | |
SHE GRUNTS | 1:07:26 | 1:07:28 | |
SHE GROANS | 1:07:28 | 1:07:31 | |
You are more Belle's child than mine. | 1:07:32 | 1:07:34 | |
BEES BUZZING | 1:07:36 | 1:07:38 | |
-But what am I supposed to knock it down with? -Hey. | 1:07:38 | 1:07:40 | |
Anything within reach, hmm, is a weapon. | 1:07:40 | 1:07:43 | |
GRUNTING | 1:07:50 | 1:07:53 | |
BEES BUZZING | 1:07:55 | 1:07:57 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 1:07:57 | 1:07:58 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 1:08:00 | 1:08:02 | |
HORSE SNORTS | 1:08:11 | 1:08:12 | |
SHE GRUNTS | 1:08:24 | 1:08:25 | |
Oh! | 1:08:25 | 1:08:28 | |
-East. -Sun comes up. | 1:08:28 | 1:08:30 | |
-West. -Sun goes down. | 1:08:30 | 1:08:31 | |
-North. -Freedom. | 1:08:31 | 1:08:33 | |
-South. -Death. | 1:08:33 | 1:08:34 | |
Binta. | 1:08:34 | 1:08:35 | |
Grandmother. | 1:08:35 | 1:08:37 | |
-Omoro. -Grandfather. | 1:08:37 | 1:08:38 | |
-Belle. -Mother. | 1:08:38 | 1:08:40 | |
-Kunta. -Fa. | 1:08:40 | 1:08:41 | |
Eh? | 1:08:41 | 1:08:43 | |
Ah. | 1:08:45 | 1:08:47 | |
Let's go! | 1:08:47 | 1:08:48 | |
SHE STRAINS | 1:08:48 | 1:08:50 | |
What are you doing with that?! | 1:08:58 | 1:08:59 | |
This is yours? | 1:08:59 | 1:09:01 | |
I-I came in for some kindling. | 1:09:01 | 1:09:03 | |
-I wasn't stealing. -Get out. | 1:09:03 | 1:09:05 | |
-I ain't gon' tell nobody. -Get out! | 1:09:05 | 1:09:07 | |
Kizzy, I swear! | 1:09:07 | 1:09:08 | |
BLADE THWACKS | 1:09:09 | 1:09:11 | |
# Well, it's early in the mornin' | 1:09:11 | 1:09:13 | |
# Mornin'... # | 1:09:13 | 1:09:14 | |
INDISTINCT SINGING | 1:09:14 | 1:09:18 | |
# Well, it's early every mornin' | 1:09:18 | 1:09:20 | |
# Baby | 1:09:20 | 1:09:21 | |
# Baby, when I rise | 1:09:21 | 1:09:24 | |
# When I rise... # | 1:09:24 | 1:09:25 | |
Kizzy, it's been a while now. | 1:09:25 | 1:09:27 | |
And I ain't told nobody, just like I said. | 1:09:27 | 1:09:29 | |
And I won't. | 1:09:29 | 1:09:31 | |
Will you please teach me how to read? | 1:09:31 | 1:09:33 | |
SINGING CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY | 1:09:38 | 1:09:40 | |
Either way, this is for you. | 1:09:40 | 1:09:43 | |
# Cuttin' sugar | 1:09:43 | 1:09:45 | |
# Runnin' my right side | 1:09:45 | 1:09:46 | |
# For the baby | 1:09:46 | 1:09:48 | |
# Runnin' my right side | 1:09:48 | 1:09:50 | |
# For the sugar | 1:09:50 | 1:09:52 | |
# Runnin' my right side | 1:09:52 | 1:09:54 | |
# Wellah | 1:09:54 | 1:09:56 | |
# Well, it's early in the mornin' | 1:09:56 | 1:09:58 | |
# Baby | 1:09:58 | 1:09:59 | |
# When I rise | 1:09:59 | 1:10:02 | |
# When I rise | 1:10:02 | 1:10:03 | |
# Well, it's early in the mornin' | 1:10:03 | 1:10:06 | |
# Baby. # | 1:10:06 | 1:10:07 | |
And you follow this creek to the water wheel. | 1:10:07 | 1:10:11 | |
Then you make your way across the field home. | 1:10:11 | 1:10:13 | |
Return before the Massa sees you. | 1:10:13 | 1:10:15 | |
-OK. -Fa. | 1:10:15 | 1:10:17 | |
If we were in Juffure, could I be a Mandinka warrior? | 1:10:17 | 1:10:19 | |
HE LAUGHS | 1:10:19 | 1:10:21 | |
No. A woman cannot be a warrior in Juffure. | 1:10:21 | 1:10:24 | |
But they don't know what I know about you. | 1:10:25 | 1:10:27 | |
Now, Kizzy, | 1:10:27 | 1:10:30 | |
this country will always be dangerous for you, mm? | 1:10:30 | 1:10:33 | |
Many massas, massas' sons, overseers, | 1:10:33 | 1:10:35 | |
rape slave women and pay no price. | 1:10:35 | 1:10:38 | |
Now, if you ever feel you must kill a toubab, | 1:10:38 | 1:10:42 | |
then do it without hesitation. | 1:10:42 | 1:10:45 | |
Only if you are prepared to die yourself. | 1:10:45 | 1:10:48 | |
That is your choice to make. | 1:10:48 | 1:10:51 | |
Do you understand? | 1:10:51 | 1:10:53 | |
Yes. | 1:10:53 | 1:10:55 | |
Good. | 1:10:55 | 1:10:58 | |
Come. Come. | 1:10:58 | 1:11:00 | |
Ready. | 1:11:08 | 1:11:10 | |
Be careful. | 1:11:10 | 1:11:11 | |
Yes. | 1:11:16 | 1:11:17 | |
What if a...a patrol finds her? | 1:11:22 | 1:11:25 | |
My Kintango would make us do far worse. | 1:11:25 | 1:11:27 | |
I don't want to hear nothing about no Africa! | 1:11:27 | 1:11:29 | |
This is our only child! | 1:11:29 | 1:11:30 | |
She has the spirit of a warrior. | 1:11:30 | 1:11:32 | |
She is a child. | 1:11:32 | 1:11:34 | |
Yes. | 1:11:34 | 1:11:35 | |
And I can't protect her. | 1:11:35 | 1:11:37 | |
Fa! | 1:11:39 | 1:11:40 | |
It felt like the water was talkin' to me. | 1:11:40 | 1:11:42 | |
Leading me home. | 1:11:42 | 1:11:44 | |
Mm. | 1:11:44 | 1:11:46 | |
When I became a warrior, mm-hmm, | 1:11:46 | 1:11:50 | |
my mother gave me beads just like these. | 1:11:50 | 1:11:53 | |
SHE SIGHS | 1:12:02 | 1:12:04 | |
The best one is about a slave who convinces his massa to free him. | 1:12:06 | 1:12:09 | |
H-How'd he do that? | 1:12:09 | 1:12:10 | |
I sure want to learn that trick. | 1:12:10 | 1:12:13 | |
By using logic, and arguing that no man | 1:12:13 | 1:12:15 | |
should ever deny another's liberty. | 1:12:15 | 1:12:17 | |
I like that. | 1:12:17 | 1:12:19 | |
And I don't know why Massa threw it out. | 1:12:19 | 1:12:20 | |
It must've been an abolitionist who wrote this. | 1:12:20 | 1:12:23 | |
All other toubab might applaud the speaker's skill | 1:12:23 | 1:12:26 | |
but vehemently reject the conclusion. | 1:12:26 | 1:12:28 | |
Wh... When I found this, I told myself, | 1:12:30 | 1:12:32 | |
"Before I die, | 1:12:32 | 1:12:34 | |
"I'mma at least learn how to read me a page." | 1:12:34 | 1:12:36 | |
You ain't dead yet. | 1:12:36 | 1:12:38 | |
I'll be happy to teach you. | 1:12:39 | 1:12:40 | |
But you mustn't tell Fa. | 1:12:40 | 1:12:43 | |
Kizzy, come on. | 1:12:43 | 1:12:44 | |
Kunta the last person I would tell. | 1:12:44 | 1:12:46 | |
I sure would love to kiss you. | 1:12:49 | 1:12:51 | |
DOOR OPENS | 1:12:51 | 1:12:53 | |
Fa, stop. Nothing happened! | 1:12:55 | 1:12:57 | |
-Go home now. -No. | 1:12:57 | 1:12:58 | |
Do what I say, child! | 1:12:58 | 1:12:59 | |
I told you the truth. | 1:12:59 | 1:13:01 | |
If you don't believe my word, then you don't respect me. | 1:13:01 | 1:13:03 | |
The boy knows you can read? | 1:13:26 | 1:13:27 | |
Does your mother know? | 1:13:29 | 1:13:30 | |
Do you have any idea how you could end up? | 1:13:33 | 1:13:36 | |
Hmm? | 1:13:36 | 1:13:37 | |
In jail. Or worse. | 1:13:37 | 1:13:39 | |
You can't frighten me. | 1:13:39 | 1:13:41 | |
You frighten me! | 1:13:41 | 1:13:42 | |
Do you know what they want to do to you out there? | 1:13:42 | 1:13:44 | |
Reading is my way of being a warrior. | 1:13:44 | 1:13:47 | |
Of being free inside. | 1:13:47 | 1:13:50 | |
And it's worth jail to me or whatever comes. | 1:13:52 | 1:13:56 | |
INDISTINCT SHOUTING IN DISTANCE | 1:14:04 | 1:14:08 | |
You clumsy devil. | 1:14:26 | 1:14:28 | |
Be more careful next time. | 1:14:29 | 1:14:31 | |
Yes. | 1:14:35 | 1:14:37 | |
What did you say? | 1:14:37 | 1:14:38 | |
Yes, Massa. | 1:14:39 | 1:14:41 | |
A nigger named Noah. | 1:14:41 | 1:14:43 | |
I ain't never knew the doctor | 1:14:43 | 1:14:44 | |
to be a man of humour before he gave you that name. | 1:14:44 | 1:14:47 | |
I wonder what my mama would've named me. | 1:14:49 | 1:14:51 | |
What's that, now? | 1:14:51 | 1:14:53 | |
Said I wonder what my mama would've named me... | 1:14:53 | 1:14:55 | |
had she not died the way she done. | 1:14:55 | 1:14:57 | |
You wonder about your mama? I wonder about your... | 1:14:57 | 1:15:00 | |
Noah! | 1:15:00 | 1:15:01 | |
Massa wants that new Arabian broke | 1:15:01 | 1:15:03 | |
for the next subscription race, hmm? | 1:15:03 | 1:15:05 | |
Just remember one thing... | 1:15:05 | 1:15:07 | |
you may work for the African, | 1:15:07 | 1:15:10 | |
but you answer to me. | 1:15:10 | 1:15:12 | |
I ain't a murderer. | 1:15:23 | 1:15:25 | |
One day, they gon' turn me into one. | 1:15:25 | 1:15:28 | |
They treat you like an animal till you strike like one, hm? | 1:15:28 | 1:15:31 | |
Then they kill you like one. | 1:15:31 | 1:15:33 | |
Not if you get away. | 1:15:33 | 1:15:35 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 1:15:43 | 1:15:45 | |
Florida's not a state yet, so any Negro there is somewhat free. | 1:15:45 | 1:15:49 | |
-Florida, then. -But it's so far away. | 1:15:52 | 1:15:54 | |
Yeah, it's far. | 1:15:54 | 1:15:55 | |
It's hard to get to. | 1:15:55 | 1:15:57 | |
And it's even harder to be found once you're there. | 1:15:57 | 1:15:59 | |
There's plenty of free blacks in New York... | 1:15:59 | 1:16:01 | |
although they live in fear of being abducted. | 1:16:01 | 1:16:03 | |
-They can't abduct us all. -Maybe. | 1:16:03 | 1:16:05 | |
But you won't have manumission papers. | 1:16:05 | 1:16:07 | |
Still, spring is hiring season at the docks. | 1:16:07 | 1:16:10 | |
If you made it up there, I'm sure you could find shelter | 1:16:10 | 1:16:12 | |
with an abolitionist society... | 1:16:12 | 1:16:14 | |
stow away on a ship bound for Canada. | 1:16:14 | 1:16:16 | |
And the second that ship docked, you'd be free. | 1:16:16 | 1:16:19 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 1:16:19 | 1:16:20 | |
DOOR SLAMS IN DISTANCE HORSE NEIGHS | 1:16:20 | 1:16:22 | |
-Hey! -Noah, duck! | 1:16:22 | 1:16:24 | |
Fa! | 1:16:24 | 1:16:27 | |
Are you OK? | 1:16:27 | 1:16:28 | |
Yeah. Some of the roofing hit me. | 1:16:28 | 1:16:30 | |
HE GRUNTS | 1:16:30 | 1:16:32 | |
Eh, I'm fine. | 1:16:32 | 1:16:33 | |
We've got to get to the big house. Go! | 1:16:33 | 1:16:36 | |
Kizzy! Come! | 1:16:40 | 1:16:43 | |
-Belle! -Mama! | 1:16:43 | 1:16:45 | |
-Belle! -Mama! | 1:16:45 | 1:16:46 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 1:16:46 | 1:16:50 | |
Where'd this weather come from?! | 1:16:50 | 1:16:52 | |
It's going to stay a while! | 1:16:52 | 1:16:54 | |
Oh, Lord! What happened?! | 1:16:54 | 1:16:56 | |
Hurry, Fa! Hurry! | 1:16:56 | 1:16:58 | |
You think it's a hurricane, Uncle Toby? | 1:16:58 | 1:17:02 | |
Hey, hey! THEY SCREAM | 1:17:02 | 1:17:04 | |
-WILLIAM: -Missy? Are you all right? | 1:17:08 | 1:17:10 | |
-JOHN: -What in God's name is going on? | 1:17:10 | 1:17:11 | |
Toby, what happened to your shoulder? | 1:17:11 | 1:17:13 | |
-SPALDING: -Board the window | 1:17:13 | 1:17:14 | |
before the debris starts blowing in the house! | 1:17:14 | 1:17:17 | |
Be safer in the cellar! | 1:17:17 | 1:17:18 | |
-ELIZABETH: -Yes, by all means, we must make it to the cellar. | 1:17:18 | 1:17:20 | |
-JOHN: -Now, now. Let's not all play the lady. | 1:17:20 | 1:17:22 | |
This is not a hurricane. | 1:17:22 | 1:17:24 | |
You see? Come and gone just as fast. | 1:17:24 | 1:17:28 | |
All right, it's no holiday. Get back to work! | 1:17:28 | 1:17:30 | |
I'll never get used to this weather! | 1:17:30 | 1:17:32 | |
Massa, this storm ain't done. | 1:17:32 | 1:17:35 | |
Well, it appears to be. | 1:17:35 | 1:17:39 | |
Missy, come back to the house. | 1:17:39 | 1:17:41 | |
-Come on in, Kizzy. -Come on. | 1:17:41 | 1:17:43 | |
Fa! | 1:17:43 | 1:17:45 | |
-BELLE: -Kizzy! | 1:17:45 | 1:17:46 | |
THUNDER CRACKS | 1:17:50 | 1:17:53 | |
WEATHER VANE CREAKS | 1:17:53 | 1:17:55 | |
-You come back here! -Noah! | 1:17:58 | 1:18:00 | |
-Noah! Noah! -Kizzy, is everything all right? | 1:18:00 | 1:18:03 | |
You've got to go right now. | 1:18:03 | 1:18:05 | |
-Right this second. -What do you mean? | 1:18:05 | 1:18:07 | |
No militia's going to be out in the storm. | 1:18:07 | 1:18:08 | |
The dogs can't pick up your scent. | 1:18:08 | 1:18:10 | |
You may get a full day, if not two. | 1:18:10 | 1:18:12 | |
You should go. Now. | 1:18:12 | 1:18:13 | |
Kizzy, come with me. | 1:18:13 | 1:18:14 | |
SHE GASPS, SIGHS | 1:18:14 | 1:18:17 | |
Kizzy, we can make a real life together in Canada. | 1:18:17 | 1:18:20 | |
I'll find work. | 1:18:20 | 1:18:21 | |
They got plenty of horses up there. | 1:18:21 | 1:18:24 | |
And you...you could go to school. | 1:18:24 | 1:18:25 | |
Maybe even one day teach. | 1:18:25 | 1:18:27 | |
We'll earn enough money to buy back your folks. | 1:18:28 | 1:18:32 | |
Kizzy, please say yes. | 1:18:32 | 1:18:33 | |
THUNDER CRACKS | 1:18:34 | 1:18:36 | |
WIND HOWLS | 1:18:36 | 1:18:38 | |
Lord, I wish you'd been wrong about this storm! | 1:18:42 | 1:18:44 | |
Please go inside and rest that shoulder! | 1:18:44 | 1:18:46 | |
He's going to run. | 1:18:48 | 1:18:49 | |
What? Where's Kizzy?! | 1:18:49 | 1:18:50 | |
Go in and batten the sick house! | 1:18:50 | 1:18:52 | |
If it loses a solitary shingle, | 1:18:52 | 1:18:54 | |
it'll be your hide! | 1:18:54 | 1:18:55 | |
I can take her to the cellar, sir. | 1:18:55 | 1:18:57 | |
No, we're all going to the cellar. | 1:18:57 | 1:19:00 | |
Kizzy! | 1:19:00 | 1:19:02 | |
Kizzy! | 1:19:02 | 1:19:05 | |
-MISSY: -Where's Kizzy? Where'd Kizzy go? | 1:19:05 | 1:19:07 | |
-JOHN: -Move! Stop lollygagging about! | 1:19:07 | 1:19:09 | |
Where's Kizzy?! | 1:19:09 | 1:19:10 | |
No! Kizzy! | 1:19:10 | 1:19:12 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 1:19:12 | 1:19:13 | |
Kizzy! | 1:19:13 | 1:19:15 | |
Don't! Kizzy! | 1:19:15 | 1:19:17 | |
What are you doing?! | 1:19:17 | 1:19:19 | |
Have you gone deaf, girl? Go! Go! | 1:19:19 | 1:19:21 | |
-Mama, Kizzy's still out here! -Get into that cellar! | 1:19:21 | 1:19:23 | |
-In! -She'll be fine! -She needs to be in the cellar with us! | 1:19:23 | 1:19:26 | |
Get into the cellar, girl! | 1:19:26 | 1:19:28 | |
-She is our family! -Inside! | 1:19:28 | 1:19:30 | |
She needs to be with her family! | 1:19:30 | 1:19:31 | |
-We are her family! -Close it, Toby! | 1:19:31 | 1:19:33 | |
And don't stay out there! | 1:19:33 | 1:19:35 | |
HE BREATHES HEAVILY | 1:19:35 | 1:19:36 | |
Come on! | 1:19:38 | 1:19:39 | |
I can't find Kizzy! | 1:19:39 | 1:19:40 | |
-This way! -I can't find her! | 1:19:40 | 1:19:43 | |
Come on! | 1:19:45 | 1:19:46 | |
Where'd our baby go?! Where did our baby go?! | 1:19:56 | 1:19:59 | |
-Mama! -Kizzy! | 1:19:59 | 1:20:01 | |
Here! | 1:20:01 | 1:20:03 | |
Kizzy! | 1:20:03 | 1:20:05 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:20:05 | 1:20:07 | |
Oh, my God! | 1:20:07 | 1:20:08 | |
Where did our baby go?! | 1:20:10 | 1:20:12 | |
CRASH, BOTH SCREAM | 1:20:15 | 1:20:18 | |
SINGING IN DISTANCE | 1:20:20 | 1:20:21 | |
-Come on. -Throw him in a hole! -Yessuh. | 1:20:21 | 1:20:24 | |
Move on! | 1:20:24 | 1:20:25 | |
-# Roll down... # BELLE: -Kizzy! | 1:20:25 | 1:20:28 | |
# Roll down | 1:20:28 | 1:20:30 | |
-# Roll down... # -Kizzy! | 1:20:30 | 1:20:33 | |
HE SIGHS, SHE SOBS | 1:20:34 | 1:20:36 | |
# Roll down... # | 1:20:36 | 1:20:38 | |
-Fa? -Kizzy? | 1:20:38 | 1:20:41 | |
Fa? | 1:20:41 | 1:20:42 | |
Kizzy! | 1:20:42 | 1:20:44 | |
Fa! | 1:20:44 | 1:20:45 | |
Kizzy! | 1:20:47 | 1:20:49 | |
She just sits there, cryin'. | 1:20:59 | 1:21:01 | |
-Can't get a word out of her. -KIZZY SNIFFLES | 1:21:01 | 1:21:04 | |
I just hope the boy makes it. | 1:21:04 | 1:21:05 | |
DOGS BARK | 1:21:05 | 1:21:07 | |
INDISTINCT SHOUTING | 1:21:07 | 1:21:10 | |
HORSE NEIGHS Go back to the cabin. | 1:21:10 | 1:21:12 | |
-SPALDING: -Toby. Get the wagon. Now! | 1:21:12 | 1:21:15 | |
HORSES NEIGH | 1:21:16 | 1:21:19 | |
-KIZZY SOBS -Shh. Shh. | 1:21:24 | 1:21:27 | |
DOGS BARKING, BAYING | 1:21:27 | 1:21:30 | |
-SPALDING: -We're moving out now! | 1:21:33 | 1:21:35 | |
Just bring him alive. | 1:21:39 | 1:21:41 | |
Of course, sir. No time at all. | 1:21:41 | 1:21:43 | |
Noah! | 1:21:43 | 1:21:45 | |
DOGS BARK | 1:21:45 | 1:21:47 | |
CHAIN CLINKS | 1:21:48 | 1:21:50 | |
You got to come out, boy. | 1:21:50 | 1:21:51 | |
CHAINS CLACK | 1:21:55 | 1:21:58 | |
I got to bring you home. | 1:21:58 | 1:22:01 | |
Noah... | 1:22:01 | 1:22:02 | |
HE SCREAMS | 1:22:10 | 1:22:13 | |
Noah, no! | 1:22:17 | 1:22:18 | |
TRIBAL MUSIC | 1:22:45 | 1:22:48 | |
Doctor wants to see you. | 1:23:07 | 1:23:09 | |
KIZZY CRIES | 1:23:09 | 1:23:11 | |
No. | 1:23:13 | 1:23:15 | |
All of you. | 1:23:15 | 1:23:16 | |
Kizzy, you're to wear your best dress from Missy. | 1:23:18 | 1:23:20 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:23:27 | 1:23:30 | |
No, no, no, sir. It is not my fault. | 1:23:30 | 1:23:32 | |
You leave her unsupervised with the nigger girl. | 1:23:32 | 1:23:35 | |
She used your house as her schoolroom. | 1:23:35 | 1:23:37 | |
And now, in addition to all the storm damage I've suffered, | 1:23:37 | 1:23:39 | |
I've lost a valuable slave, my Noah. | 1:23:39 | 1:23:41 | |
-And you shall be compensated. -Compensated? -Yes, sir. | 1:23:41 | 1:23:43 | |
-Brother, you are a man of debt, not assets! -Doctor. -Belle. | 1:23:43 | 1:23:46 | |
WILLIAM SIGHS | 1:23:46 | 1:23:48 | |
Now, you've worked for me for a long time, Belle, | 1:23:49 | 1:23:51 | |
since I was a young man, and I can honestly say | 1:23:51 | 1:23:53 | |
this is a day I hoped would never come. | 1:23:53 | 1:23:54 | |
-What day, Massa? -I've just received this road pass, | 1:23:54 | 1:23:57 | |
forged by Kizzy to Noah, so that he could escape. | 1:23:57 | 1:24:00 | |
-No. -Yes! -No, no, that can't be true. -Yes, it appears that somebody's | 1:24:00 | 1:24:03 | |
been teaching her to read and write! | 1:24:03 | 1:24:05 | |
What are you waiting for? Come along, gentlemen. | 1:24:05 | 1:24:07 | |
-Do not tarry. Take this girl away! -Missy! | 1:24:07 | 1:24:08 | |
I'm very sorry, Belle. | 1:24:08 | 1:24:10 | |
-Missy! -No. -No, I'm very sorry, Belle. -No. No. No. | 1:24:10 | 1:24:13 | |
-No! -Missy! | 1:24:13 | 1:24:14 | |
-No! No, Massa! -Missy! | 1:24:14 | 1:24:16 | |
-Get back! -Missy, you've got to help me! Help me! | 1:24:16 | 1:24:18 | |
Please, Massa, don't take the only child I got left, Massa, please! | 1:24:18 | 1:24:21 | |
Help you?! How could you do this to me?! | 1:24:21 | 1:24:23 | |
After all these years... | 1:24:23 | 1:24:24 | |
-Missy! -..after everything that I've done for you! | 1:24:24 | 1:24:26 | |
I was going to ask Mama to buy you. We could have stayed | 1:24:26 | 1:24:28 | |
-together forever. -Massa, please. -Please! | 1:24:28 | 1:24:30 | |
I would've kept you safe. How could you do this?! | 1:24:30 | 1:24:32 | |
-DOOR OPENS -You brought this upon yourself. | 1:24:32 | 1:24:34 | |
-Off with her. -And upon your poor family. | 1:24:34 | 1:24:36 | |
-No! You brought it on my family! -Take her away. | 1:24:36 | 1:24:39 | |
-You brought it on my family! -Oh, take her away! | 1:24:39 | 1:24:41 | |
-Massa! -What a mess. -I beg you, please, Massa... Wait! No! | 1:24:41 | 1:24:43 | |
Please! Please, listen to me, Massa, please! | 1:24:43 | 1:24:46 | |
-I beg you, don't do this, please! -Get off of me. | 1:24:46 | 1:24:48 | |
I promise, Massa, please, don't do that! | 1:24:48 | 1:24:50 | |
-Please! Please! -Don't you touch me! | 1:24:50 | 1:24:52 | |
Kizzy! | 1:24:52 | 1:24:53 | |
-What a mess! -KIZZY SCREAMS | 1:24:53 | 1:24:55 | |
Oh! What a mess. | 1:24:55 | 1:24:56 | |
I know Missy is your child. Hm? | 1:24:56 | 1:24:58 | |
Now you stop this or I will tell your brother the truth. | 1:24:58 | 1:25:02 | |
Oh, go on. Tell him about his wife, me and his wife. | 1:25:02 | 1:25:05 | |
Slander his wife to his face, and we'll see how quick he is | 1:25:05 | 1:25:07 | |
to wrap a rope around your neck and hoist you into a tree! | 1:25:07 | 1:25:10 | |
Did you really think a NIGGER could accuse me, | 1:25:10 | 1:25:13 | |
a white man, of anything at all? | 1:25:13 | 1:25:15 | |
Oh, get out of here, you wretch. | 1:25:15 | 1:25:16 | |
Go, go. Go. | 1:25:16 | 1:25:18 | |
BELLE AND KIZZY SCREAM | 1:25:18 | 1:25:20 | |
-Kizzy! Kizzy! -Easy, Belle. | 1:25:20 | 1:25:22 | |
Kizzy! No! No, no! | 1:25:22 | 1:25:24 | |
My baby! Kizzy! | 1:25:24 | 1:25:26 | |
No! No, Kizzy! | 1:25:26 | 1:25:28 | |
-SCREAMING, CRYING -My baby! | 1:25:28 | 1:25:30 | |
-Toby... -Kizzy! | 1:25:30 | 1:25:32 | |
-Kizzy! -Get a hold of yourself. | 1:25:32 | 1:25:35 | |
-No! No! -SCREAMS: -Mama! | 1:25:35 | 1:25:38 | |
SCREAMING, CRYING | 1:25:41 | 1:25:44 | |
Stop! Let her go! Please! | 1:25:44 | 1:25:47 | |
Fa! Fa! | 1:25:47 | 1:25:50 | |
My baby! | 1:25:50 | 1:25:51 | |
Kizzy! | 1:25:53 | 1:25:55 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:25:55 | 1:25:57 | |
TRIBAL MUSIC | 1:25:59 | 1:26:02 | |
-MUFFLED: -'Fa! Fa! | 1:26:02 | 1:26:05 | |
'Kizzy!' | 1:26:05 | 1:26:08 | |
SCREAMING, CRYING | 1:26:13 | 1:26:16 | |
Whoa. | 1:26:47 | 1:26:48 | |
Yeah, girl. Saddle up. | 1:26:55 | 1:26:57 | |
She out? | 1:27:02 | 1:27:03 | |
URINE SPLASHES | 1:27:20 | 1:27:22 | |
SHE YELLS, HORSE NEIGHS | 1:27:33 | 1:27:35 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 1:27:42 | 1:27:44 | |
Get in! | 1:28:00 | 1:28:02 | |
CHAINS JANGLE | 1:28:02 | 1:28:04 | |
CHICKENS CLUCKING | 1:28:24 | 1:28:26 | |
DOOR OPENS | 1:28:33 | 1:28:35 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 1:28:45 | 1:28:47 | |
Hello. | 1:28:54 | 1:28:55 | |
What do we got here? | 1:29:02 | 1:29:05 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 1:29:05 | 1:29:07 | |
You hidin'? | 1:29:10 | 1:29:11 | |
I ain't going to hurt you. | 1:29:13 | 1:29:14 | |
Whoa, nelly! | 1:29:14 | 1:29:15 | |
Now, this ain't the house that Jack built. | 1:29:17 | 1:29:21 | |
Though you sure do look like a maiden all forlorn. | 1:29:23 | 1:29:26 | |
Bet you never heard that nursery rhyme, huh? | 1:29:33 | 1:29:36 | |
This is the man, all tattered and torn, | 1:29:38 | 1:29:42 | |
who kissed the maiden all forlorn. | 1:29:42 | 1:29:46 | |
CHAINS RATTLE | 1:29:46 | 1:29:48 | |
HE GRUNTS | 1:29:48 | 1:29:51 | |
Where in the hell do you think you're going?! | 1:29:56 | 1:29:58 | |
-SHE SCREAMS -No! | 1:29:58 | 1:30:00 | |
Now, you going to behave, or do I have to get a whip? | 1:30:00 | 1:30:03 | |
-Kill me! -Kill you? | 1:30:03 | 1:30:05 | |
I just spent 600 on you, girl. | 1:30:05 | 1:30:08 | |
You know how long and hard I have to work to earn that money? | 1:30:08 | 1:30:10 | |
And this is my right. | 1:30:10 | 1:30:12 | |
No! Kill me! | 1:30:12 | 1:30:14 | |
This is my right! | 1:30:14 | 1:30:15 | |
Kill me! | 1:30:15 | 1:30:16 | |
SHE CRIES, FABRIC RIPS | 1:30:16 | 1:30:19 | |
Stay still, now! | 1:30:20 | 1:30:21 | |
You stay still now! | 1:30:21 | 1:30:23 | |
No! Kill me! | 1:30:23 | 1:30:24 | |
This is my right! | 1:30:24 | 1:30:25 | |
Kill me! | 1:30:25 | 1:30:27 | |
KIZZY SOBS | 1:30:27 | 1:30:29 | |
Kill me... | 1:30:31 | 1:30:33 | |
BABY CRIES | 1:30:34 | 1:30:36 | |
KIZZY SOBS | 1:30:40 | 1:30:43 | |
FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING | 1:30:45 | 1:30:48 | |
Goddamn it. | 1:30:48 | 1:30:49 | |
I heard her howling all the way up at the house. | 1:30:49 | 1:30:51 | |
Miss Malizy? | 1:30:54 | 1:30:55 | |
Well, what is it? | 1:30:55 | 1:30:57 | |
A boy. | 1:30:57 | 1:30:59 | |
BABY COOS | 1:30:59 | 1:31:00 | |
A boy, huh? | 1:31:00 | 1:31:02 | |
Well, bring him over here. | 1:31:02 | 1:31:04 | |
Shh. | 1:31:09 | 1:31:11 | |
MUFFLED CRYING | 1:31:11 | 1:31:13 | |
Well, I'll be damned. | 1:31:13 | 1:31:15 | |
BABY CRIES | 1:31:15 | 1:31:18 | |
SHE SOBS SOFTLY | 1:31:21 | 1:31:22 | |
I'm going to name you after my daddy. | 1:31:24 | 1:31:26 | |
What do you think about that? | 1:31:29 | 1:31:31 | |
George Lea II. | 1:31:31 | 1:31:33 | |
Welcome home, George. | 1:31:35 | 1:31:36 | |
He got to eat now, Massa. | 1:31:36 | 1:31:38 | |
Well, get to it. | 1:31:40 | 1:31:42 | |
Kizzy, you feed him well, now. | 1:31:46 | 1:31:49 | |
Old George is going to have a mighty big appetite. | 1:31:49 | 1:31:52 | |
HE LAUGHS GIDDILY | 1:31:52 | 1:31:55 | |
GEORGE CRIES | 1:31:56 | 1:31:59 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:32:03 | 1:32:06 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:32:09 | 1:32:12 | |
ROCKS CLACK | 1:32:15 | 1:32:17 | |
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY | 1:32:24 | 1:32:26 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:32:36 | 1:32:38 | |
-'Kill me! -Kill you? | 1:32:38 | 1:32:40 | |
'I just spent 600 on you, girl! | 1:32:40 | 1:32:41 | |
-'This is my right! -Kill me!' | 1:32:41 | 1:32:43 | |
-WILLIAM: -'You brought this upon yourself... -Help me! | 1:32:43 | 1:32:45 | |
'..and your poor family.' | 1:32:45 | 1:32:46 | |
-'Kizzy! -No!' | 1:32:46 | 1:32:48 | |
-Please! Help me! Help me! -KUNTA: 'Your name is your spirit. | 1:32:48 | 1:32:52 | |
-'Your name is your shield.' -I'm sorry. | 1:32:52 | 1:32:54 | |
'I will name you Kizzy.' | 1:32:54 | 1:32:56 | |
-I'm sorry. -'Granddaughter... | 1:32:56 | 1:32:58 | |
'Binta of Omoro...' Grandmother. '..and Binta Kinte.' | 1:32:58 | 1:33:01 | |
-Omoro. -Grandfather. | 1:33:01 | 1:33:04 | |
BABY CRIES, KIZZY SOBS | 1:33:04 | 1:33:07 | |
-BELLE: -'Kizzy! | 1:33:07 | 1:33:08 | |
'Kizzy, no! Please don't take my baby! | 1:33:08 | 1:33:10 | |
-'Please!' -KUNTA: 'I can't protect her.' | 1:33:10 | 1:33:12 | |
Shh, shh... | 1:33:12 | 1:33:14 | |
-NOAH: -'Kizzy, please say yes. | 1:33:14 | 1:33:16 | |
'I love you. I've always loved you.' | 1:33:16 | 1:33:20 | |
'I ain't never been free. | 1:33:20 | 1:33:21 | |
'They ain't ever gon' tear me down.' | 1:33:21 | 1:33:24 | |
-'You got to live.' -I'm sorry. | 1:33:24 | 1:33:25 | |
KUNTA: 'They can put the chains on your body. | 1:33:25 | 1:33:27 | |
'Never let them put the chains on your mind.' | 1:33:27 | 1:33:29 | |
-KINTANGO: -'First duty of a Mandinka warrior | 1:33:29 | 1:33:32 | |
'is to raise a family.' | 1:33:32 | 1:33:33 | |
-OMORO: -'You must always honour your ancestors. | 1:33:33 | 1:33:36 | |
'The ones who love you and watch out for you.' | 1:33:36 | 1:33:38 | |
I don't know if this is the right kind of place. | 1:33:38 | 1:33:42 | |
GEORGE CRIES | 1:33:42 | 1:33:45 | |
I don't even know all of the story... | 1:33:45 | 1:33:47 | |
There wasn't enough time. | 1:33:47 | 1:33:49 | |
But I've got to tell you about our people. | 1:33:49 | 1:33:53 | |
My father is Kunta Kinte. | 1:33:53 | 1:33:55 | |
He's a Mandinka warrior. | 1:33:55 | 1:33:57 | |
You've got to know who he is so you can know who you are. | 1:33:57 | 1:34:00 | |
Look up, little one. | 1:34:03 | 1:34:05 | |
See the stars, the moon, the whole sky. | 1:34:05 | 1:34:08 | |
Behold, the only thing that is greater than you. | 1:34:10 | 1:34:13 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 1:34:13 | 1:34:15 |