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This programme contains scenes of sexual violence, | 0:00:02 | 0:00:04 | |
some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting | 0:00:04 | 0:00:07 | |
and graphic violent scenes from the start. | 0:00:07 | 0:00:09 | |
You are Kunta Kinte. Behold! The only thing greater than yourself. | 0:00:09 | 0:00:13 | |
The first duty of a Mandinka warrior is to raise a family. | 0:00:14 | 0:00:18 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:00:22 | 0:00:24 | |
HE WHOOPS | 0:00:24 | 0:00:25 | |
It's time your family paid for all the trouble | 0:00:38 | 0:00:41 | |
they have caused me, Kunta. | 0:00:41 | 0:00:42 | |
Run! | 0:00:42 | 0:00:43 | |
Sell the boy to the British with the other captives. | 0:00:51 | 0:00:54 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:00:58 | 0:00:59 | |
THUNDER CRASHES | 0:01:00 | 0:01:02 | |
GUNSHOTS, INDISTINCT SHOUTING | 0:01:04 | 0:01:07 | |
-No more running for you, boy. -No! No! | 0:01:11 | 0:01:14 | |
No, please don't! | 0:01:14 | 0:01:15 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:01:15 | 0:01:17 | |
I'm so relieved you're gonna make it. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:20 | |
My name is Belle. | 0:01:20 | 0:01:22 | |
Let's make it official. | 0:01:22 | 0:01:24 | |
BOTH LAUGH | 0:01:24 | 0:01:26 | |
I never thought I'd be able to have another child. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
I'll protect our child. | 0:01:31 | 0:01:34 | |
Kizzy, I think I was selfish | 0:01:34 | 0:01:36 | |
to have you born into a world like this. | 0:01:36 | 0:01:38 | |
Don't worry, Fa. You trained me well. | 0:01:38 | 0:01:41 | |
Kizzy! No! No, Kizzy! | 0:01:41 | 0:01:44 | |
SOBBING | 0:01:44 | 0:01:46 | |
No! | 0:01:46 | 0:01:48 | |
Run! | 0:01:48 | 0:01:49 | |
Kizzy! | 0:01:49 | 0:01:51 | |
Where the hell do you think you're going? | 0:01:51 | 0:01:53 | |
This is my right! | 0:01:53 | 0:01:54 | |
Get off me! | 0:01:54 | 0:01:56 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:01:56 | 0:01:57 | |
I'm gonna name you after my daddy... | 0:01:57 | 0:01:59 | |
George Lea II. | 0:01:59 | 0:02:01 | |
# One day, one day | 0:02:03 | 0:02:06 | |
# One day, one day | 0:02:06 | 0:02:08 | |
# I were walking along | 0:02:08 | 0:02:10 | |
# I were walking along | 0:02:10 | 0:02:12 | |
# And I heard a little voice | 0:02:12 | 0:02:14 | |
# And I heard a little voice | 0:02:14 | 0:02:16 | |
# Didn't see no-one | 0:02:16 | 0:02:18 | |
# Didn't see no-one | 0:02:18 | 0:02:20 | |
# It was old lost John | 0:02:20 | 0:02:22 | |
# It was old lost John | 0:02:22 | 0:02:24 | |
# He said he was long gone | 0:02:24 | 0:02:26 | |
# He said he was long gone | 0:02:26 | 0:02:28 | |
# Like a turkey through the corn | 0:02:28 | 0:02:30 | |
# Like a turkey through the corn | 0:02:30 | 0:02:32 | |
# With his long clothes on | 0:02:32 | 0:02:34 | |
-# With his long clothes on... # -MOANING AND GRUNTING | 0:02:34 | 0:02:37 | |
HE PANTS | 0:02:37 | 0:02:39 | |
HE SIGHS DEEPLY | 0:02:44 | 0:02:47 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:03:05 | 0:03:07 | |
CHICKENS CLUCK | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
Seems hotter today than yesterday. | 0:03:09 | 0:03:10 | |
Yes, Massa. | 0:03:10 | 0:03:12 | |
Sky just sits on you. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:14 | |
When I was a boy, I'd spend a day like this | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
just sitting buck naked in the creek. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:20 | |
HE SPITS | 0:03:20 | 0:03:22 | |
ROOSTER CLUCKS | 0:04:34 | 0:04:37 | |
HE WHISTLES | 0:04:37 | 0:04:38 | |
HE GASPS | 0:04:47 | 0:04:48 | |
Why are you here? | 0:04:48 | 0:04:49 | |
He pretty. I wanted to touch him. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:52 | |
He could scratch the prying eyes from your head. | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
I'm gonna tell Massa Tom to beat the hell out of you. | 0:04:55 | 0:04:57 | |
Make sure you stay away from my chickens. | 0:04:57 | 0:04:59 | |
Now get! | 0:04:59 | 0:05:00 | |
ROOSTER CROWS | 0:05:09 | 0:05:10 | |
Mama. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:14 | |
N-Not in my front of my boy, Massa Tom. | 0:05:14 | 0:05:16 | |
Get up, George. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:18 | |
You need to learn! | 0:05:19 | 0:05:21 | |
George, what'd you do? What... What'd he do, Massa? | 0:05:21 | 0:05:23 | |
Little monkey keeps bothering Mingo, | 0:05:23 | 0:05:25 | |
messing with my birds in the range walk. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:27 | |
Mingo's got too much work to do, boy. | 0:05:27 | 0:05:29 | |
George, them birds will hurt you. | 0:05:29 | 0:05:31 | |
You scared of them birds? | 0:05:31 | 0:05:33 | |
Then I'm gonna put your yellow ass up on the wagon | 0:05:33 | 0:05:35 | |
when Mingo and me go out and fight. | 0:05:35 | 0:05:37 | |
You're gonna help. | 0:05:37 | 0:05:38 | |
Mingo don't like children. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:40 | |
H-He don't like people. | 0:05:40 | 0:05:42 | |
Get your clothes on, boy. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:43 | |
You look pretty in this light, Kizzy. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:55 | |
Please. He watching us. | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
Can I hold the bird, Massa Tom? | 0:05:57 | 0:05:59 | |
You do what Mingo tells you to do. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:01 | |
And you be on your best behaviour, | 0:06:01 | 0:06:03 | |
or I'll sell you to Cherokee savages. | 0:06:03 | 0:06:05 | |
SHE EXHALES | 0:06:11 | 0:06:14 | |
Oh, Fa. | 0:06:14 | 0:06:16 | |
Papa, he trying to take my boy. | 0:06:16 | 0:06:19 | |
Massa Tom, why you start fighting chickens? | 0:06:21 | 0:06:24 | |
Gamecocks, George, not chickens. | 0:06:24 | 0:06:26 | |
And I fight them cos they're magic. | 0:06:26 | 0:06:28 | |
Carried me from a backwoods shack | 0:06:28 | 0:06:30 | |
with ten brothers and sisters... | 0:06:30 | 0:06:32 | |
Abracadabra. | 0:06:32 | 0:06:33 | |
Bought my own farm. | 0:06:33 | 0:06:35 | |
Bought my first nigger. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:36 | |
His name was George, like yourn. | 0:06:36 | 0:06:38 | |
Tough old boy. Died too fast. | 0:06:38 | 0:06:42 | |
He my daddy? | 0:06:42 | 0:06:43 | |
Your daddy's long gone. | 0:06:43 | 0:06:44 | |
No-account white man passing through. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:47 | |
Gave you that yellow skin. | 0:06:47 | 0:06:48 | |
Second nigger I bought was Mingo. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:51 | |
Best move I ever made. | 0:06:51 | 0:06:52 | |
-MAN: -Wants this clear by sundown. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:56 | |
See that land over there? | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
Biggest farm in Carolina ain't enough for Mr William Byrd. | 0:06:58 | 0:07:01 | |
That bastard hates me cos I'm Irish | 0:07:01 | 0:07:03 | |
and cos my daddy was backwoods poor. | 0:07:03 | 0:07:06 | |
Thinks he knows who I am. | 0:07:06 | 0:07:08 | |
He don't know a damn thing about Tom Lea. | 0:07:08 | 0:07:11 | |
Thinks he's prince of Caswell County. | 0:07:11 | 0:07:14 | |
Hell, I'm gonna be king of Caswell County. | 0:07:14 | 0:07:16 | |
Pay what you owe, Irish! | 0:07:16 | 0:07:18 | |
I'll pay you in a week! | 0:07:18 | 0:07:19 | |
-CALLER: -Oyez! Oyez! | 0:07:19 | 0:07:21 | |
-MAN: -Whoa! Hit him! Don't tickle him! | 0:07:26 | 0:07:29 | |
Ooh! | 0:07:29 | 0:07:30 | |
Oyez! Oyez! | 0:07:30 | 0:07:33 | |
The main match... a struggle to the death. | 0:07:33 | 0:07:37 | |
-I give you Tom Lea... -Yeah! Whoohoo! | 0:07:37 | 0:07:40 | |
..and Farnie Deets. | 0:07:40 | 0:07:41 | |
-MAN: -Bring that cock to the pen, Mingo. | 0:07:41 | 0:07:43 | |
-You go get him, Mingo! GEORGE: -Let's go, Mingo! | 0:07:43 | 0:07:46 | |
Look at my Red. | 0:07:46 | 0:07:48 | |
-You ever seen anything so beautiful? -Unh-unh. | 0:07:48 | 0:07:50 | |
-Huh? -Yeah. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:51 | |
-Gonna bring me luck, boy? -Yes, Massa. | 0:07:51 | 0:07:54 | |
Go and add 200 to my bet. | 0:07:54 | 0:07:57 | |
Bill your cocks. | 0:07:57 | 0:07:58 | |
ROOSTERS CLUCK | 0:07:58 | 0:08:00 | |
-MAN: -Come on now, Mingo! | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
-Step back, gentlemen. -Come on, Mingo! -Step back. | 0:08:02 | 0:08:04 | |
-Come on, boy. -Come on, Mingo! | 0:08:04 | 0:08:06 | |
Pit your cocks! | 0:08:06 | 0:08:08 | |
ROOSTERS CLUCK | 0:08:08 | 0:08:10 | |
INDISTINCT SHOUTING | 0:08:10 | 0:08:11 | |
-MAN: -Go, Red! | 0:08:14 | 0:08:16 | |
Come on. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:19 | |
Come on! | 0:08:19 | 0:08:21 | |
-Come on! -Come on! | 0:08:21 | 0:08:23 | |
Come on! | 0:08:23 | 0:08:24 | |
Get him, Red! | 0:08:24 | 0:08:25 | |
Ah, shit! | 0:08:28 | 0:08:30 | |
Mingo, what the hell you doing, boy? | 0:08:30 | 0:08:32 | |
Fight them cocks! | 0:08:32 | 0:08:34 | |
Come on, Red! | 0:08:34 | 0:08:35 | |
-Come on, Red! -Fight the cock, boy! | 0:08:36 | 0:08:38 | |
Red! Come on! | 0:08:38 | 0:08:40 | |
Come on! | 0:08:40 | 0:08:42 | |
Come on, Red! | 0:08:42 | 0:08:44 | |
Come on, Red! | 0:08:44 | 0:08:46 | |
Get him! Come on, boy! Get him! | 0:08:46 | 0:08:48 | |
CROWD MURMURS | 0:08:48 | 0:08:51 | |
And the match goes to Tom Lea! | 0:08:51 | 0:08:53 | |
Ah, yeah! | 0:08:53 | 0:08:54 | |
-Yes! -Yeah! | 0:08:54 | 0:08:56 | |
CHEERING | 0:08:56 | 0:08:57 | |
What a row! | 0:08:57 | 0:08:59 | |
Nobody beats my Red! Nobody beats my Red! | 0:08:59 | 0:09:02 | |
Nobody beats the Red! Nobody! | 0:09:02 | 0:09:04 | |
Yeah! | 0:09:04 | 0:09:06 | |
-What have you got there, Mingo? -Attaboy, Mingo! | 0:09:06 | 0:09:09 | |
-MAN: -Yeah, Mingo! -Come on. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:11 | |
-GEORGE: -Hey! Mingo! | 0:09:11 | 0:09:12 | |
Oh, I love your money, boys! | 0:09:12 | 0:09:14 | |
You can all win it back at the next county fair. | 0:09:14 | 0:09:17 | |
Mingo, big Red all right? | 0:09:19 | 0:09:21 | |
HE SPITS | 0:09:24 | 0:09:25 | |
Piss. | 0:09:28 | 0:09:29 | |
Piss on the damn bird, boy. | 0:09:29 | 0:09:32 | |
You sure this good for the bird? | 0:09:32 | 0:09:34 | |
You think you Massa Tom? | 0:09:34 | 0:09:36 | |
Don't ever question me about these birds. | 0:09:36 | 0:09:38 | |
I tell you to do something, you just do it. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:40 | |
Think you know. Don't know nothing. | 0:09:40 | 0:09:42 | |
Don't know the Lord gave chickens | 0:09:42 | 0:09:45 | |
worst things in the world... pip, distemper, apoplexy, | 0:09:45 | 0:09:48 | |
cholera, lime leg, and canker. | 0:09:48 | 0:09:51 | |
You don't know pee clean like a good turpentine. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:54 | |
Yeah. | 0:09:57 | 0:09:58 | |
All right. | 0:09:58 | 0:10:00 | |
I don't know why we even brought you along, no way. | 0:10:00 | 0:10:02 | |
Cos Massa Tom says I can help. | 0:10:02 | 0:10:03 | |
-How? -I talk to your birds. | 0:10:03 | 0:10:05 | |
Talk nothing but hot air. | 0:10:05 | 0:10:07 | |
Birds use they eyes to talk. | 0:10:07 | 0:10:10 | |
Got to hold your stare. | 0:10:10 | 0:10:12 | |
Turn your head away, show you weak. | 0:10:12 | 0:10:15 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:10:15 | 0:10:17 | |
Stand up. | 0:10:17 | 0:10:20 | |
Got to be a man when you messing with these birds. | 0:10:20 | 0:10:22 | |
Such a big help you is, Chicken George. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:26 | |
PATRICIA: "The first cut of... | 0:10:30 | 0:10:34 | |
"w-wheat is... | 0:10:34 | 0:10:39 | |
"m-most...most... | 0:10:39 | 0:10:42 | |
"f-fa...fav..." | 0:10:42 | 0:10:46 | |
What's this say, Kizzy? | 0:10:46 | 0:10:47 | |
Favourable. | 0:10:50 | 0:10:52 | |
"..favourable on a cool... | 0:10:52 | 0:10:59 | |
"day." | 0:10:59 | 0:11:01 | |
Yes. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:02 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:11:02 | 0:11:04 | |
Never thought nobody could learn farming by reading, Kizzy. | 0:11:04 | 0:11:07 | |
Need to read something to tell me how to act around fancy ladies. | 0:11:07 | 0:11:11 | |
Bit of gossip, weather, fashion. | 0:11:11 | 0:11:14 | |
The more you talk about nothing, | 0:11:14 | 0:11:15 | |
the smarter them ladies think you be. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:17 | |
-Whoa! -HORSE WHINNIES | 0:11:19 | 0:11:22 | |
You won't tell Massa Tom I been teaching you. | 0:11:22 | 0:11:24 | |
Whew! | 0:11:24 | 0:11:26 | |
Why don't you pour me a drink, Kizzy? | 0:11:26 | 0:11:28 | |
Can't you see I'm parched? | 0:11:28 | 0:11:30 | |
George! | 0:11:31 | 0:11:32 | |
Oh, my God. | 0:11:35 | 0:11:37 | |
Whose blood that is? | 0:11:37 | 0:11:39 | |
What Mingo do to you? | 0:11:39 | 0:11:40 | |
I got clawed. | 0:11:40 | 0:11:42 | |
Did they hurt you? | 0:11:42 | 0:11:43 | |
Massa Tom said I held 'em real good, | 0:11:43 | 0:11:44 | |
and they true killers. | 0:11:44 | 0:11:46 | |
Still waiting on that drink, Kizzy. | 0:11:46 | 0:11:47 | |
George, get over here. | 0:11:49 | 0:11:52 | |
I got a question for ya. | 0:11:52 | 0:11:55 | |
You want to keep fighting gamecocks with Mingo and me, | 0:11:55 | 0:11:57 | |
or you want to get sunburned working them fields? | 0:11:57 | 0:11:59 | |
Want to work with Mingo...and you! | 0:11:59 | 0:12:02 | |
-Massa, he a big help with all my chores. -Mama, | 0:12:02 | 0:12:05 | |
I like them birds, and they like me. | 0:12:05 | 0:12:08 | |
Good boy. | 0:12:08 | 0:12:10 | |
Now, you know you got to sleep with them birds, too. | 0:12:10 | 0:12:12 | |
Down by old Mingo. That ain't no place for no little boy. | 0:12:12 | 0:12:15 | |
Ah, you can visit him every Sunday. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:17 | |
I'm a fair man, Kizzy. You know that. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:21 | |
Be good for the boy. | 0:12:21 | 0:12:22 | |
He gonna be my good luck charm. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:25 | |
-Ain't that right, Tricia? -Well, uh, maybe he could wait a year. | 0:12:25 | 0:12:29 | |
What the hell you know about children? | 0:12:29 | 0:12:31 | |
Since you can't have none. | 0:12:31 | 0:12:32 | |
Boy, why you still standing there? | 0:12:37 | 0:12:39 | |
Go help Mingo with the birds. | 0:12:39 | 0:12:41 | |
Yes, sir. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:42 | |
DOOR CLOSES | 0:12:44 | 0:12:46 | |
Boy's gonna be my good luck charm, Kizzy. | 0:12:46 | 0:12:48 | |
CHICKENS CLUCK | 0:12:55 | 0:12:57 | |
Here, boy. | 0:13:01 | 0:13:03 | |
That's bird food, Mingo. | 0:13:05 | 0:13:07 | |
Barley, milk, corn, rice, and my secret... | 0:13:07 | 0:13:11 | |
my own brewed hops. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:13 | |
Let them niggers on the farm eat flesh. | 0:13:13 | 0:13:16 | |
What's good for birds is good for men. | 0:13:16 | 0:13:18 | |
You can game a bird for ten years. | 0:13:18 | 0:13:21 | |
Take him from the cage, leave him one step in the trees, | 0:13:21 | 0:13:25 | |
he gonna turn back wild just like that. | 0:13:25 | 0:13:27 | |
Cos these birds, they from across the sea. | 0:13:27 | 0:13:30 | |
In they hearts, they always free. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:32 | |
Mingo, can you teach me all about birds? | 0:13:32 | 0:13:35 | |
Teach me to fight them? | 0:13:35 | 0:13:37 | |
What you think we is, friends? | 0:13:37 | 0:13:40 | |
Come on, boy. | 0:13:40 | 0:13:42 | |
I'll teach you how to clean these cages. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:44 | |
Oh, Mama. | 0:14:03 | 0:14:04 | |
You look awful, and you stink. | 0:14:04 | 0:14:07 | |
It's the cocks. | 0:14:07 | 0:14:08 | |
Ain't no cocks in here. | 0:14:08 | 0:14:10 | |
Mama, I let all the birds free, cage by cage! | 0:14:10 | 0:14:14 | |
Big ones, Mama! | 0:14:14 | 0:14:16 | |
And fed them and helped Mingo fix them. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:17 | |
Oh, you should've seen it, Mama. | 0:14:17 | 0:14:19 | |
All these white men saying, "Hey, Mingo," | 0:14:19 | 0:14:21 | |
patting him on his back. | 0:14:21 | 0:14:22 | |
Can you believe that, | 0:14:22 | 0:14:24 | |
white man respecting an old nigger like Mingo? | 0:14:24 | 0:14:26 | |
And it was fun watching Massa Tom | 0:14:26 | 0:14:28 | |
smiling and strutting around. | 0:14:28 | 0:14:29 | |
Hey, look. He gave me money. | 0:14:29 | 0:14:31 | |
Ain't nothing fun about being with that man, | 0:14:31 | 0:14:34 | |
no matter how they make Mingo feel. | 0:14:34 | 0:14:35 | |
But Mama... | 0:14:35 | 0:14:38 | |
Come here. | 0:14:38 | 0:14:39 | |
Tom Lea ain't no better than no other Toubab. | 0:14:41 | 0:14:45 | |
No matter how much laughing they do, | 0:14:45 | 0:14:47 | |
no matter how much you get to play with them damn birds, | 0:14:47 | 0:14:50 | |
Mingo a slave at the end of it all. | 0:14:50 | 0:14:53 | |
And you one, too. | 0:14:53 | 0:14:55 | |
But Massa Tom likes me, Mama. | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
He don't know how to like nobody. | 0:14:57 | 0:15:00 | |
And don't nobody love ya like your mama. | 0:15:04 | 0:15:07 | |
Go on, eat. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:14 | |
Wash up. Go to bed. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:16 | |
Massa Tom like me. | 0:15:22 | 0:15:24 | |
BELL TOLLS | 0:15:29 | 0:15:31 | |
INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS | 0:15:31 | 0:15:34 | |
Whoa! | 0:15:38 | 0:15:40 | |
Uh... | 0:15:45 | 0:15:46 | |
Miss Patricia. | 0:15:49 | 0:15:51 | |
Thank you, George. | 0:15:51 | 0:15:54 | |
I'll be at the church in the trees when you want me, | 0:15:54 | 0:15:56 | |
ready to go home. | 0:15:56 | 0:15:57 | |
Since when you a man of faith? | 0:15:57 | 0:15:59 | |
Since you seen that preacher's daughter? | 0:15:59 | 0:16:02 | |
-Go on. -Thank you, sir. | 0:16:02 | 0:16:04 | |
-Excuse me. -Only last week, and I... | 0:16:04 | 0:16:06 | |
Morning. | 0:16:06 | 0:16:08 | |
Keep walking. | 0:16:08 | 0:16:10 | |
Patricia. | 0:16:10 | 0:16:12 | |
Mr Byrd. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
Huh. | 0:16:16 | 0:16:17 | |
ORGAN PLAYS | 0:16:20 | 0:16:22 | |
Hmm. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
How come I always end up at the back? | 0:16:37 | 0:16:39 | |
See, the Lord say th-that he that keepeth his mouth | 0:16:41 | 0:16:45 | |
keepeth his life. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:46 | |
-MAN: -All right, Reverend. All right. -But he who opens his lips... | 0:16:46 | 0:16:50 | |
-WOMAN: -Yes, sir. | 0:16:50 | 0:16:51 | |
..shall face destruction. | 0:16:51 | 0:16:53 | |
-Uh-huh. -Amen! -Amen! -Amen! | 0:16:53 | 0:16:55 | |
-Hallelujah! -Amen! | 0:16:55 | 0:16:57 | |
You see, wealth gathered by vanity will diminish. | 0:16:57 | 0:17:02 | |
-LAUGHTER IN DISTANCE -And see, my eyes is old, | 0:17:02 | 0:17:04 | |
but I can see what the Lord says. | 0:17:04 | 0:17:06 | |
See, the Lord tells us beware of flattering lips | 0:17:06 | 0:17:11 | |
and men who speak with double hearts. | 0:17:11 | 0:17:15 | |
-Truth is your sustenance. -LAUGHTER IN DISTANCE | 0:17:15 | 0:17:17 | |
And beware that man who talk about money and worship money. | 0:17:17 | 0:17:21 | |
See, that, too, is vanity. | 0:17:21 | 0:17:23 | |
THEY LAUGH | 0:17:23 | 0:17:25 | |
The righteous man eateth to satisfy his soul! | 0:17:25 | 0:17:28 | |
But the belly of the wicked shall want... | 0:17:28 | 0:17:31 | |
-CHICKEN! -LAUGHTER | 0:17:31 | 0:17:33 | |
And taters! | 0:17:33 | 0:17:35 | |
Cos a full belly is a righteous belly! | 0:17:35 | 0:17:37 | |
Whoo! | 0:17:37 | 0:17:38 | |
Chicken! Oh, chicken! | 0:17:38 | 0:17:40 | |
Everybody need chicken! | 0:17:40 | 0:17:41 | |
I told you what I'd do. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:44 | |
You keep it up every Sunday. | 0:17:44 | 0:17:45 | |
So rude and disrespectful to my daddy. | 0:17:45 | 0:17:47 | |
Oh, Lord, help me now. I got a she-wolf on me. | 0:17:47 | 0:17:50 | |
My daddy is a kind man. You just a flim-flam fool | 0:17:50 | 0:17:52 | |
not fit to walk in my daddy's shadow. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:53 | |
Don't you have love in your heart | 0:17:53 | 0:17:56 | |
for anybody but yourself? | 0:17:56 | 0:17:57 | |
-OTHERS: -Oh-h! | 0:17:57 | 0:17:59 | |
Hang on, now. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. | 0:17:59 | 0:18:01 | |
-Hold on. Hold on. -Move away or I'll whop you again. | 0:18:01 | 0:18:03 | |
And I deserve it. Ain't got no right to be mocking your daddy. | 0:18:03 | 0:18:06 | |
He a fine preacher. | 0:18:06 | 0:18:07 | |
Look around. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:09 | |
More folks watching me than listening to him. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:12 | |
Now, if all these folk, | 0:18:12 | 0:18:13 | |
tired from working so hard every day, | 0:18:13 | 0:18:15 | |
will stop to hear the word of the Lord, | 0:18:15 | 0:18:17 | |
does it really matter if it comes | 0:18:17 | 0:18:19 | |
from the mouth of a fool like me? | 0:18:19 | 0:18:22 | |
"Thy lips are as the honeycomb. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:24 | |
"Honey and milk are on thy tongue. | 0:18:24 | 0:18:27 | |
"Thou art all fair, my love." | 0:18:27 | 0:18:29 | |
I heard your daddy preach that from King Solomon's songs. | 0:18:30 | 0:18:32 | |
Save your pretty talk. | 0:18:34 | 0:18:36 | |
You see me giggling and swooning? | 0:18:36 | 0:18:39 | |
Hm. I know one thing. | 0:18:39 | 0:18:41 | |
You ain't never met a girl like me. | 0:18:41 | 0:18:43 | |
Well, maybe not. | 0:18:43 | 0:18:45 | |
I'm not a pious man like your daddy, | 0:18:45 | 0:18:47 | |
but I know you ain't let go of my hand yet. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:49 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:18:49 | 0:18:50 | |
I'm George. Live on the Lea farm. | 0:18:50 | 0:18:52 | |
I know who you is, | 0:18:52 | 0:18:54 | |
and I know all you care about is fighting chickens. | 0:18:54 | 0:18:56 | |
I do. Know about other birds, too... | 0:18:56 | 0:18:58 | |
starling, sparrow, | 0:18:58 | 0:19:00 | |
morning doves sing so sweet and soft, | 0:19:00 | 0:19:03 | |
make you want to open your eyes to a new day. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:05 | |
And I'm gonna see you again, my morning dove. | 0:19:05 | 0:19:08 | |
My daddy decides who courts me. | 0:19:09 | 0:19:12 | |
Well, I ain't afraid of your daddy. | 0:19:12 | 0:19:13 | |
Then why don't you try me out? | 0:19:13 | 0:19:15 | |
Hold this, Til. | 0:19:17 | 0:19:18 | |
You got something to say to me, boy? | 0:19:20 | 0:19:21 | |
Now, I can feel the Holy Spirit right here... | 0:19:25 | 0:19:30 | |
right now! | 0:19:30 | 0:19:33 | |
Mm! Whoo! | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
Hallelujah! You my one and only. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:37 | |
He gonna put the fear of God in them other handlers. | 0:19:43 | 0:19:46 | |
ROOSTER CLUCKS | 0:19:46 | 0:19:48 | |
What the hell you doing, boy? | 0:19:48 | 0:19:50 | |
Letting him see me eye-to-eye. | 0:19:50 | 0:19:53 | |
I want him to know my hands | 0:19:53 | 0:19:54 | |
till he thinks we the same, me and him. | 0:19:54 | 0:19:57 | |
Just feed him, clean him, and put him away. | 0:19:57 | 0:19:59 | |
Mingo, I got a notion from watching all these fights. | 0:20:06 | 0:20:11 | |
Keep a count. | 0:20:11 | 0:20:12 | |
Times we lose mostly when some other bird | 0:20:12 | 0:20:15 | |
get over Massa's bird, gaff him from the top. | 0:20:15 | 0:20:17 | |
I think we need to give Massa's birds | 0:20:17 | 0:20:18 | |
a whole lot of training for they wings, | 0:20:18 | 0:20:20 | |
make them stronger so they fly higher, | 0:20:20 | 0:20:23 | |
win even more than they do now. | 0:20:23 | 0:20:25 | |
I figured out special exercises. | 0:20:25 | 0:20:26 | |
You good at exercising your mouth, | 0:20:26 | 0:20:28 | |
but you don't know birds. | 0:20:28 | 0:20:31 | |
Killing bred into the bird. | 0:20:31 | 0:20:33 | |
Don't need no wing training. | 0:20:33 | 0:20:36 | |
You don't do nothing till I say so. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:39 | |
Been doing this 'fore you was alive. | 0:20:39 | 0:20:42 | |
ROOSTER CROWS | 0:20:46 | 0:20:48 | |
Get back here! | 0:20:55 | 0:20:56 | |
What you doing to that bird? | 0:21:07 | 0:21:09 | |
What'd I tell you? | 0:21:09 | 0:21:10 | |
You don't listen. | 0:21:10 | 0:21:12 | |
Damn fool. | 0:21:12 | 0:21:13 | |
Look how high I got him to fly. | 0:21:13 | 0:21:15 | |
Told you I could do it. | 0:21:15 | 0:21:16 | |
I know what I see. Damn truth. | 0:21:20 | 0:21:23 | |
MINGO COUGHS | 0:21:23 | 0:21:25 | |
Want my mama to look at that cough? | 0:21:36 | 0:21:38 | |
Don't need no African medicine. | 0:21:38 | 0:21:40 | |
And don't you say nothing about this to Massa Tom. | 0:21:40 | 0:21:45 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:21:46 | 0:21:48 | |
There's a gathering down by the river tonight. | 0:21:56 | 0:21:58 | |
Boys stopping by to play for everybody. | 0:21:59 | 0:22:02 | |
Come with me. | 0:22:02 | 0:22:03 | |
Don't need to see nobody. | 0:22:03 | 0:22:06 | |
Malizy said she ain't never see you come by to visit. | 0:22:06 | 0:22:09 | |
Only see you driving out or coming back here. | 0:22:09 | 0:22:11 | |
Can't stay by yourself all the time. | 0:22:11 | 0:22:14 | |
Leave me be. | 0:22:14 | 0:22:15 | |
You a shadow on a moonless night. | 0:22:15 | 0:22:17 | |
You ain't hardly here, Mingo. | 0:22:17 | 0:22:20 | |
The way I like it. | 0:22:20 | 0:22:21 | |
People say they know who I am. | 0:22:23 | 0:22:26 | |
They don't know me. | 0:22:26 | 0:22:28 | |
Say they care about me. | 0:22:28 | 0:22:30 | |
Had too many people taken away | 0:22:30 | 0:22:33 | |
cos of gossip and tall tale. | 0:22:33 | 0:22:36 | |
Can't trust nobody. | 0:22:36 | 0:22:38 | |
These birds, they can cut my flesh, | 0:22:40 | 0:22:43 | |
not my inside. | 0:22:43 | 0:22:45 | |
Trust my birds, no-one else. | 0:22:45 | 0:22:48 | |
Don't trust you, neither. | 0:22:48 | 0:22:50 | |
MINGO SIGHS | 0:22:56 | 0:22:58 | |
-MAN: -Your bid is clear and ready. | 0:23:01 | 0:23:03 | |
Pit your cock! | 0:23:03 | 0:23:04 | |
Come on! | 0:23:04 | 0:23:06 | |
Come on! Come on! | 0:23:06 | 0:23:08 | |
-Get up! -Get him! | 0:23:08 | 0:23:10 | |
TOM: Come on! | 0:23:10 | 0:23:12 | |
Come on up! Come on! Get him! | 0:23:12 | 0:23:14 | |
Come on, you son of a bitch! | 0:23:14 | 0:23:16 | |
Fight him! | 0:23:16 | 0:23:18 | |
-That's it! -Come on! | 0:23:19 | 0:23:22 | |
Fight him, Mingo! | 0:23:22 | 0:23:23 | |
Get him! | 0:23:23 | 0:23:24 | |
Get him! | 0:23:26 | 0:23:27 | |
-Aw! -Come on! | 0:23:27 | 0:23:29 | |
Come on! Come on, now! | 0:23:29 | 0:23:31 | |
Come on! | 0:23:31 | 0:23:32 | |
Get him! Get him! | 0:23:32 | 0:23:35 | |
-Fight him, Mingo! -Get him! | 0:23:35 | 0:23:38 | |
Come on! Rise up! | 0:23:38 | 0:23:40 | |
Show him who we are! | 0:23:42 | 0:23:43 | |
INDISTINCT SHOUTING | 0:23:43 | 0:23:45 | |
Mingo! | 0:23:47 | 0:23:48 | |
It's over. It's done. | 0:23:48 | 0:23:49 | |
-MAN: -He's done. | 0:23:49 | 0:23:51 | |
-MAN: -Tom Lea resigns. Match to Francis Dunnery. | 0:23:51 | 0:23:54 | |
Shit. | 0:23:54 | 0:23:56 | |
Get your bets in, gentlemen. | 0:23:56 | 0:23:58 | |
Goddamn me! | 0:23:58 | 0:23:59 | |
I'll take a French pox and a screw 'fore I lose this goddamn bet. | 0:23:59 | 0:24:02 | |
Massa, I got a scheme. | 0:24:02 | 0:24:04 | |
Mingo said his bird was sure to win. | 0:24:04 | 0:24:05 | |
I'm tired of working land. | 0:24:05 | 0:24:07 | |
I ain't gonna wait till I'm old to rise up where I should be. | 0:24:07 | 0:24:10 | |
We need these goddamn birds to win! | 0:24:10 | 0:24:12 | |
I'll fetch the white. | 0:24:12 | 0:24:13 | |
You can bet him hard. Can't lose. | 0:24:13 | 0:24:14 | |
Nuh-uh. Use the Red for the next fight. | 0:24:14 | 0:24:16 | |
Red? | 0:24:16 | 0:24:17 | |
No. No, he ain't trained. | 0:24:17 | 0:24:19 | |
I trained him...myself. | 0:24:19 | 0:24:21 | |
You sneaking round 'hind my back? | 0:24:21 | 0:24:23 | |
Massa, all these birds attack head on, | 0:24:23 | 0:24:24 | |
maybe with a little jump. | 0:24:24 | 0:24:26 | |
Now, I trained my Red out in the woods. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:27 | |
I dropped from a chestnut tree high as a hawk, | 0:24:27 | 0:24:29 | |
so he got wings stronger than nothing else. | 0:24:29 | 0:24:31 | |
Ain't no bird gonna get above him. | 0:24:31 | 0:24:33 | |
Ain't no bird gonna beat him. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:35 | |
You think you can throw me out like some used-up old bird | 0:24:35 | 0:24:39 | |
just cos you kissing Massa's ass? | 0:24:39 | 0:24:41 | |
I raised these birds since they was chicks. | 0:24:41 | 0:24:45 | |
But I trained them right. | 0:24:45 | 0:24:47 | |
I trained them better. | 0:24:47 | 0:24:48 | |
Massa. | 0:24:48 | 0:24:50 | |
I can still make you money. | 0:24:50 | 0:24:53 | |
Whole lot. | 0:24:53 | 0:24:54 | |
George, next fight's yours. | 0:24:58 | 0:25:02 | |
Let's see if your scheme works. | 0:25:02 | 0:25:04 | |
But, George, if you lose this fight, | 0:25:04 | 0:25:07 | |
you can forget about me buying that Matilda gal. | 0:25:07 | 0:25:10 | |
Son of a bitch. | 0:25:12 | 0:25:14 | |
Tom Lea ain't never gonna forgive poor old Mingo | 0:25:24 | 0:25:26 | |
for losing his money. | 0:25:26 | 0:25:28 | |
Tom Lea dreams of every penny slipped through. | 0:25:28 | 0:25:32 | |
I'm gonna win back all them pennies and more. | 0:25:32 | 0:25:35 | |
I hope not. | 0:25:35 | 0:25:37 | |
You and me hack fighting next. | 0:25:37 | 0:25:39 | |
Then, your massa gonna be terribly disappointed. | 0:25:39 | 0:25:42 | |
I fight for myself. | 0:25:42 | 0:25:44 | |
Bought my papers three years ago. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:46 | |
Now these my birds, my money. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:49 | |
You a free man? | 0:25:51 | 0:25:52 | |
Whole lot more than just me. | 0:25:52 | 0:25:54 | |
Durham, Fayetteville. You'll find us. | 0:25:54 | 0:25:57 | |
But, yeah, I'm free. | 0:25:57 | 0:26:01 | |
Till some sheriff wakes up in a bad mood, | 0:26:01 | 0:26:04 | |
has a sore tooth. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:05 | |
Being free takes a watchful eye, | 0:26:05 | 0:26:08 | |
but I prefer it to the alternative. | 0:26:08 | 0:26:10 | |
But how'd you get the money? | 0:26:10 | 0:26:12 | |
Kept my hand in my own pocket, coin by coin. | 0:26:12 | 0:26:15 | |
Went without a lot of things. | 0:26:15 | 0:26:17 | |
Kept looking ahead, | 0:26:17 | 0:26:18 | |
not regretting what got left behind. | 0:26:18 | 0:26:19 | |
Way you carry yourself, I thought for a minute you was free, too. | 0:26:19 | 0:26:23 | |
-I got a good Massa. -Good enough to let you buy yourself? | 0:26:23 | 0:26:27 | |
He is giving you a fine cut of his winnings? | 0:26:27 | 0:26:30 | |
Think I'll take your good Massa's money today. | 0:26:33 | 0:26:36 | |
'Course, nobody knows you. | 0:26:38 | 0:26:40 | |
Might be a skinny purse. | 0:26:40 | 0:26:42 | |
These boys might need a push to risk their money. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:45 | |
Gentlemen, a hack fight! | 0:26:49 | 0:26:51 | |
Birds... 4lb 6. | 0:26:51 | 0:26:54 | |
Last wagers! | 0:26:54 | 0:26:56 | |
Whoo! | 0:26:56 | 0:26:58 | |
The ear of man has not heard nor head has felt | 0:26:58 | 0:27:02 | |
nor eye has seen a bird such as this. | 0:27:02 | 0:27:06 | |
CROWD MURMURS | 0:27:06 | 0:27:08 | |
Wait. Hang on now. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:10 | |
I mislead you boys. | 0:27:10 | 0:27:12 | |
This ain't no bird at all. | 0:27:12 | 0:27:14 | |
This is a creature you ain't never seen... | 0:27:14 | 0:27:17 | |
half bird, half man, | 0:27:17 | 0:27:18 | |
half of the forest, half of my own soul. | 0:27:18 | 0:27:20 | |
-Now, what do y'all think of that? -CHEERING | 0:27:20 | 0:27:23 | |
I'll take 500, sir. | 0:27:23 | 0:27:26 | |
-And I'll give it. -All right, all right, all right, all right. | 0:27:26 | 0:27:29 | |
Now, you are all men of refinement and discretion, | 0:27:29 | 0:27:31 | |
but why'd y'all come here today? | 0:27:31 | 0:27:33 | |
For a simple gambling diversion? | 0:27:33 | 0:27:35 | |
To take a chance against a fine man like my Massa Tom Lea? | 0:27:35 | 0:27:39 | |
No. | 0:27:39 | 0:27:40 | |
You crave wonderment, jubilation, revelation! | 0:27:40 | 0:27:43 | |
Ooh, glory! That's what you came to see! | 0:27:43 | 0:27:46 | |
This bird, this uncommon, fearsome campaigner leaves | 0:27:46 | 0:27:49 | |
the barn in victory, you will cry tears | 0:27:49 | 0:27:52 | |
that you've seen the last of him, | 0:27:52 | 0:27:53 | |
and you will yearn for more! | 0:27:53 | 0:27:55 | |
I yearn to win my money back, Chicken George. | 0:27:55 | 0:27:58 | |
-LAUGHTER -All right. | 0:27:58 | 0:28:01 | |
CROWD CHANT: Chicken George! Chicken George! | 0:28:01 | 0:28:03 | |
I like it. Yes, sir! | 0:28:03 | 0:28:05 | |
CHANTING CONTINUES | 0:28:05 | 0:28:08 | |
Come on! Put your money on me, boys! | 0:28:08 | 0:28:11 | |
Bet 1,000? | 0:28:11 | 0:28:13 | |
If you have faith in your Chicken George. | 0:28:13 | 0:28:16 | |
Always happy to take your money, Jewett. | 0:28:16 | 0:28:19 | |
What you got, boy? What you got? | 0:28:19 | 0:28:23 | |
-MAN: -Place your birds. | 0:28:23 | 0:28:26 | |
You put on a good show for your Massa, didn't you? | 0:28:26 | 0:28:29 | |
Come on now, George. | 0:28:29 | 0:28:31 | |
Step out. | 0:28:35 | 0:28:37 | |
Pit your cocks! | 0:28:47 | 0:28:48 | |
ROOSTER SQUAWKS, CRACKING | 0:28:54 | 0:28:57 | |
INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS | 0:28:57 | 0:29:00 | |
No hard feelings, right? | 0:29:00 | 0:29:01 | |
None at all. | 0:29:01 | 0:29:03 | |
Just make sure some of that pot is yours. | 0:29:03 | 0:29:04 | |
You staying around these parts? | 0:29:04 | 0:29:06 | |
For a while, long as it's safe. | 0:29:06 | 0:29:09 | |
Come by the Easter picnic. | 0:29:09 | 0:29:10 | |
I want to hear more about what it takes | 0:29:10 | 0:29:12 | |
to get that paper make you free. | 0:29:12 | 0:29:14 | |
Now, if you'll excuse me... | 0:29:14 | 0:29:16 | |
go ask Massa for my cut. | 0:29:16 | 0:29:17 | |
-MAN: -Pay the man his money. | 0:29:17 | 0:29:20 | |
Thank you. | 0:29:20 | 0:29:21 | |
Your Chicken George has skill. | 0:29:21 | 0:29:24 | |
I had more skill to see it. | 0:29:24 | 0:29:26 | |
MAN CHUCKLES | 0:29:26 | 0:29:27 | |
Mr Lea, as one gentlemen to another, | 0:29:27 | 0:29:29 | |
I'd like to buy the boy from you. | 0:29:29 | 0:29:32 | |
Buy my George? | 0:29:32 | 0:29:34 | |
I inquire merely because I understand | 0:29:34 | 0:29:36 | |
you've acquired debt on your farm | 0:29:36 | 0:29:37 | |
for equipment, seed, and stock. | 0:29:37 | 0:29:39 | |
What happened to your nigger? | 0:29:39 | 0:29:41 | |
I heard he was a good man with the birds. | 0:29:41 | 0:29:43 | |
Boy forgot his pass | 0:29:43 | 0:29:44 | |
while travelling to buy gamecocks for me. | 0:29:44 | 0:29:47 | |
Patrol scared him. | 0:29:47 | 0:29:48 | |
He ran, and they shot him. | 0:29:48 | 0:29:50 | |
Sorry for your inconvenience. | 0:29:50 | 0:29:53 | |
Name your price, but I'd have this boy. | 0:29:53 | 0:29:56 | |
No. | 0:29:56 | 0:29:58 | |
Not now. Not never. | 0:29:58 | 0:30:00 | |
Never is a long time. | 0:30:02 | 0:30:04 | |
And never to you, sir. | 0:30:06 | 0:30:07 | |
May I invite you and your lovely wife | 0:30:11 | 0:30:13 | |
to dine at our table at the Easter picnic? | 0:30:13 | 0:30:16 | |
You can expect it. | 0:30:18 | 0:30:19 | |
I look forward to it. | 0:30:19 | 0:30:21 | |
-Mr Jewett. -Mr Lea. | 0:30:21 | 0:30:23 | |
Gentlemen. | 0:30:23 | 0:30:24 | |
-MAN: -Got lucky this time. | 0:30:27 | 0:30:29 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:30:30 | 0:30:32 | |
Here we come, George, just like I said. | 0:30:32 | 0:30:34 | |
Here we come. | 0:30:34 | 0:30:35 | |
Look, Massa, some folks saying it's a custom | 0:30:35 | 0:30:37 | |
to give me a bigger piece of the pot when I win big. | 0:30:37 | 0:30:40 | |
Did Mingo tell you that? | 0:30:40 | 0:30:42 | |
Son of a bitch. | 0:30:42 | 0:30:44 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:30:44 | 0:30:46 | |
You won me lots of money, sir. | 0:30:50 | 0:30:51 | |
Thanks, George. You won me plenty today. | 0:30:51 | 0:30:53 | |
Thank you. Thank you. All right. | 0:30:53 | 0:30:56 | |
I think I'm gonna save up my money, just like you, Massa. | 0:30:56 | 0:30:59 | |
You earned it. | 0:30:59 | 0:31:01 | |
-Thank you. -Mm-hm. | 0:31:01 | 0:31:03 | |
Thank you, Massa. Thank you. | 0:31:03 | 0:31:04 | |
Ah, we're winning, George. | 0:31:04 | 0:31:08 | |
Boy, come on. You ain't got no money. | 0:31:08 | 0:31:10 | |
Shit. | 0:31:11 | 0:31:13 | |
I'm gonna do something for you, George. | 0:31:22 | 0:31:24 | |
I need younger field hands. | 0:31:24 | 0:31:26 | |
Old Pompey and Malizy gonna be used up sooner than later. | 0:31:26 | 0:31:30 | |
Old Sarah don't work so hard right now. | 0:31:30 | 0:31:32 | |
So if that gal's fool enough to jump the broom | 0:31:32 | 0:31:34 | |
with someone who loves running tail as much as you, | 0:31:34 | 0:31:37 | |
I'll ride over and talk to MacGregor. | 0:31:37 | 0:31:39 | |
If he's got as many hands as you say, | 0:31:39 | 0:31:41 | |
he ought not to miss a field gal. | 0:31:41 | 0:31:43 | |
Thank you, Massa. | 0:31:43 | 0:31:44 | |
That's if we come to a decent price. | 0:31:44 | 0:31:47 | |
Then you can move that gal... | 0:31:47 | 0:31:49 | |
What's her name? | 0:31:49 | 0:31:51 | |
Matilda. | 0:31:51 | 0:31:52 | |
You can build Matilda a cabin at my place. | 0:31:52 | 0:31:54 | |
Long as you understand your first place is with my birds. | 0:31:54 | 0:31:58 | |
The way it should be. | 0:31:58 | 0:31:59 | |
And I expect you to keep her belly full. | 0:31:59 | 0:32:01 | |
Keep them babies sliding out, increase my stock. | 0:32:01 | 0:32:05 | |
I'll make my money back, and more. | 0:32:05 | 0:32:08 | |
Kizzy like this gal? | 0:32:10 | 0:32:11 | |
I wouldn't want to get on her bad side, if I were you. | 0:32:11 | 0:32:13 | |
KIZZY CHUCKLES | 0:32:18 | 0:32:20 | |
All this spinning is making me dizzy. | 0:32:20 | 0:32:22 | |
One, two, three. | 0:32:22 | 0:32:23 | |
That's how they do it. | 0:32:23 | 0:32:25 | |
BOTH LAUGH | 0:32:25 | 0:32:26 | |
Where you get all this finery? | 0:32:26 | 0:32:28 | |
Oh, I bought these. | 0:32:28 | 0:32:29 | |
Massa pays us a little when our birds win. | 0:32:29 | 0:32:32 | |
Money ain't nothing but a butterfly to you... | 0:32:32 | 0:32:36 | |
come pretty and go fast. | 0:32:36 | 0:32:37 | |
You don't need no fancy clothes. | 0:32:37 | 0:32:40 | |
Mama, you need to meet somebody. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:45 | |
What you need me to come for? | 0:32:45 | 0:32:47 | |
She Matilda. | 0:32:47 | 0:32:48 | |
She hard-headed, but I like her. | 0:32:48 | 0:32:50 | |
Come on. | 0:32:50 | 0:32:51 | |
I thought you said tonight was our night. | 0:32:51 | 0:32:53 | |
You and that girl connived this whole coming together. | 0:32:53 | 0:32:56 | |
-Matilda. -I'm Matilda, ma'am. | 0:32:58 | 0:33:01 | |
This my father, Reverend Lyon. | 0:33:01 | 0:33:04 | |
Your son say you a woman of, uh, faith. | 0:33:04 | 0:33:06 | |
I am. | 0:33:07 | 0:33:09 | |
But it ain't your faith. | 0:33:09 | 0:33:11 | |
I ain't interested in the white man's God. | 0:33:11 | 0:33:13 | |
My daddy say the only reason our folk is | 0:33:13 | 0:33:15 | |
is cos it got beat into us. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:17 | |
-The Lord say that... -Mama, why don't we get our guests something to eat? | 0:33:17 | 0:33:20 | |
Uh, I ain't offended. | 0:33:20 | 0:33:21 | |
I know my God's real. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:23 | |
He love me, and he love you, too. | 0:33:23 | 0:33:25 | |
Amen. Let's dance, Mama. | 0:33:25 | 0:33:27 | |
You ever preach from the book of Exodus? | 0:33:27 | 0:33:28 | |
-Well, yeah. -White preacher don't let no slave preacher man | 0:33:28 | 0:33:32 | |
talk about the Israelites or Pharaoh, do they? | 0:33:32 | 0:33:34 | |
No slaves marching across the sea to be free. | 0:33:34 | 0:33:37 | |
Bet them pages cut right out your Bible. | 0:33:37 | 0:33:40 | |
Start preaching about Exodus, | 0:33:40 | 0:33:42 | |
find yourself swinging from a low limb. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:44 | |
Mama, folks say make the best of a hard situation. | 0:33:44 | 0:33:47 | |
Maybe that's all folks who believe in God trying to do. | 0:33:47 | 0:33:50 | |
Have his God make slavery go away, | 0:33:50 | 0:33:52 | |
I'll meet you in church every Sunday. | 0:33:52 | 0:33:54 | |
LAUGHTER AND MUSIC | 0:34:05 | 0:34:07 | |
My daddy like to beat you | 0:34:23 | 0:34:25 | |
if he hear you playing like that. | 0:34:25 | 0:34:27 | |
Mama, I make Massa money. | 0:34:27 | 0:34:30 | |
Truth is, I know the white gamblers | 0:34:30 | 0:34:33 | |
bet more just to see me. | 0:34:33 | 0:34:35 | |
All that stuff matter more to him than you. | 0:34:35 | 0:34:38 | |
It ain't our way. | 0:34:38 | 0:34:40 | |
I heard about some slaves buying their freedom nowadays. | 0:34:40 | 0:34:43 | |
More famous I get, more I get a chance to buy my freedom. | 0:34:43 | 0:34:46 | |
You think you gonna buy your freedom? | 0:34:46 | 0:34:48 | |
Mine, yours. | 0:34:48 | 0:34:50 | |
Mama, I want to marry Matilda. | 0:34:50 | 0:34:53 | |
I can look after all of us. | 0:34:53 | 0:34:55 | |
Do you love her? | 0:34:55 | 0:34:57 | |
She a good woman, Mama. | 0:34:57 | 0:34:58 | |
Different than everybody else. | 0:34:58 | 0:35:00 | |
She's smart, stubborn, like you. | 0:35:00 | 0:35:02 | |
She's so pretty. | 0:35:04 | 0:35:05 | |
Not as pretty as me, but she pretty. | 0:35:05 | 0:35:07 | |
You can't make no plans depend on Massa. | 0:35:07 | 0:35:09 | |
You mean so much to me. | 0:35:11 | 0:35:15 | |
Let me teach you how to read, so you can be your own man. | 0:35:15 | 0:35:18 | |
I'll always be my own man. | 0:35:18 | 0:35:20 | |
Only knew one other somebody live his life | 0:35:21 | 0:35:24 | |
trying to be his own man... | 0:35:24 | 0:35:26 | |
your grandpapa, Kunta Kinte. | 0:35:26 | 0:35:30 | |
With them roosters, I can do anything. | 0:35:30 | 0:35:33 | |
That's how I'm getting free. | 0:35:33 | 0:35:36 | |
That's how we're all getting free. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:38 | |
Come on, Mama. They ain't gonna play all night. | 0:35:38 | 0:35:40 | |
You go. | 0:35:40 | 0:35:41 | |
I'm gonna stay here, | 0:35:41 | 0:35:43 | |
spend some time talking with my daddy. | 0:35:43 | 0:35:45 | |
Mama, you can't... | 0:35:45 | 0:35:47 | |
You go. | 0:35:47 | 0:35:49 | |
INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS | 0:36:10 | 0:36:12 | |
Mrs Shubal, breakfast looks delightful, does it not? | 0:36:12 | 0:36:15 | |
-MAN: -It's a beautiful day, isn't it? | 0:36:15 | 0:36:18 | |
My favourite holiday. | 0:36:18 | 0:36:19 | |
Mr Lea, Miss Patricia. | 0:36:19 | 0:36:21 | |
Morning, Reverend. | 0:36:21 | 0:36:23 | |
Your hat, sir? | 0:36:23 | 0:36:25 | |
George, what are you doing? | 0:36:35 | 0:36:37 | |
Well, there's Tom Lea and his lovely wife, Patricia. | 0:36:37 | 0:36:41 | |
Good morning, Mr Lea. | 0:36:41 | 0:36:43 | |
Good morning, Mr Jewett. | 0:36:43 | 0:36:44 | |
-Mrs Lea. -Morning. | 0:36:44 | 0:36:47 | |
-WOMAN: -Good morning, Mrs Lea. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:49 | |
Morning, Mrs Jewett. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:50 | |
SHE CHUCKLES | 0:36:53 | 0:36:55 | |
Please, allow me. | 0:36:55 | 0:36:56 | |
Oh, thank you, Mr Jewett. | 0:36:56 | 0:36:59 | |
There you are. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:01 | |
Now, our table is complete. | 0:37:01 | 0:37:04 | |
Mama, this is Marcellus, free man I told you about. | 0:37:08 | 0:37:13 | |
I'm not sure which one of y'all is the bad influence. | 0:37:13 | 0:37:16 | |
I'm not sure anyone has much sway over your boy. | 0:37:16 | 0:37:20 | |
Seems like his spark can dazzle anyone. | 0:37:20 | 0:37:23 | |
Now it's obvious he gets that from you, | 0:37:25 | 0:37:28 | |
which makes his daddy a lucky man. | 0:37:28 | 0:37:29 | |
My mama lives alone. | 0:37:29 | 0:37:31 | |
Just like I like it. | 0:37:31 | 0:37:32 | |
I'd never have some man bossing me around, | 0:37:32 | 0:37:34 | |
acting like he my second massa. | 0:37:34 | 0:37:36 | |
Ma'am, there are two things I'll never understand. | 0:37:36 | 0:37:41 | |
A man who mistreats a woman who loves him. | 0:37:41 | 0:37:44 | |
That's one. | 0:37:44 | 0:37:46 | |
Oh, the other would be a man who can't appreciate | 0:37:46 | 0:37:49 | |
a woman who knows her own mind. | 0:37:49 | 0:37:52 | |
I thought you were a free man. | 0:38:00 | 0:38:02 | |
Who's freely deciding to carry this tray | 0:38:02 | 0:38:05 | |
for a beautiful woman. | 0:38:05 | 0:38:06 | |
Anyone can see that Jackson is too boorish to be president. | 0:38:09 | 0:38:13 | |
He's a warmonger and an adulterer. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:16 | |
Only ignorant men without land or education would back him. | 0:38:16 | 0:38:21 | |
Tom. | 0:38:21 | 0:38:23 | |
I say Old Hickory's gonna be a damn good president. | 0:38:23 | 0:38:26 | |
He'll protect cotton investors clearing out woods | 0:38:26 | 0:38:28 | |
in Mississippi and Alabama. | 0:38:28 | 0:38:30 | |
Yeah, I'll vote Jackson. | 0:38:30 | 0:38:32 | |
My point proven. | 0:38:32 | 0:38:34 | |
This country will sink into a cesspool | 0:38:34 | 0:38:36 | |
if we keep giving lowborn men a vote. | 0:38:36 | 0:38:38 | |
-WOMAN: -We're going by train to New York to visit my cousin. | 0:38:38 | 0:38:41 | |
Her husband has a position with new clothiers... | 0:38:41 | 0:38:44 | |
Mr Lord and Mr Taylor. | 0:38:44 | 0:38:45 | |
But she warned us that the streets are foul | 0:38:45 | 0:38:48 | |
with horse droppings and Irish. | 0:38:48 | 0:38:50 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:38:50 | 0:38:53 | |
What have I ever done to you, sir? | 0:38:54 | 0:38:56 | |
I pay no attention to you at all...sir. | 0:38:57 | 0:39:01 | |
I offer conversation and good cheer on a fine holiday. | 0:39:01 | 0:39:04 | |
And yet you poke, poke, poke me like a damn hog. | 0:39:04 | 0:39:07 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:39:07 | 0:39:10 | |
I demand you tell me why. | 0:39:12 | 0:39:14 | |
Take your hands off me. | 0:39:14 | 0:39:15 | |
Let's go. Can't stop these men once they start. | 0:39:15 | 0:39:17 | |
I have no idea if they're clean. | 0:39:17 | 0:39:19 | |
Goddamn me. | 0:39:19 | 0:39:21 | |
On Easter Sunday, | 0:39:21 | 0:39:22 | |
in front of my wife and these good people. | 0:39:22 | 0:39:25 | |
SLAMS TABLE Look at me, Byrd! | 0:39:27 | 0:39:29 | |
I see you clearly, sir, | 0:39:29 | 0:39:32 | |
exactly as they all see you. | 0:39:32 | 0:39:34 | |
You bungle your farm till it's near in ruin, | 0:39:34 | 0:39:37 | |
waste your money on drink and gambling. | 0:39:37 | 0:39:39 | |
Earn a penny, spend a dollar... | 0:39:39 | 0:39:40 | |
Oh, that's the Irish. I know them. | 0:39:40 | 0:39:42 | |
Scrub all you will, sir. | 0:39:42 | 0:39:44 | |
The dirt is not under your nails, sir. | 0:39:44 | 0:39:47 | |
It's in your soul. | 0:39:47 | 0:39:49 | |
And I'd dine with niggers before I'd dine with you. | 0:39:49 | 0:39:51 | |
GASPS | 0:39:52 | 0:39:54 | |
Get off of me! Get off me! | 0:39:54 | 0:39:56 | |
Get your hands off me, you son of a bitch! | 0:39:56 | 0:39:59 | |
I'll geld you, you bastard. | 0:39:59 | 0:40:01 | |
You need to come home, Massa! | 0:40:01 | 0:40:04 | |
I'm worth ten like you. | 0:40:04 | 0:40:06 | |
You never did a hard day's work in your life. | 0:40:06 | 0:40:08 | |
Soft hands, like a woman. | 0:40:08 | 0:40:10 | |
You think your money makes you a man? | 0:40:10 | 0:40:12 | |
I'm the only real man in this goddamn county. | 0:40:12 | 0:40:14 | |
Son of a bitch! | 0:40:14 | 0:40:16 | |
I do not settle my battles with fisticuffs | 0:40:16 | 0:40:18 | |
like some drunken bog-trotter! | 0:40:18 | 0:40:20 | |
You settle this however the hell you will. | 0:40:20 | 0:40:23 | |
For once, act like a gentleman. | 0:40:23 | 0:40:25 | |
Allow me satisfaction in the field...a duel. | 0:40:25 | 0:40:28 | |
Face-to-face. | 0:40:28 | 0:40:29 | |
Whenever and wherever you say. | 0:40:29 | 0:40:32 | |
HE SPITS | 0:40:32 | 0:40:33 | |
You bucket of piss! | 0:40:33 | 0:40:36 | |
You'll stand by me, George. Attend my weapons, be my second. | 0:40:36 | 0:40:39 | |
You ain't fired a gun in a while, Massa. | 0:40:39 | 0:40:41 | |
-Let it be. We got... -George, I need you to do this for me. | 0:40:41 | 0:40:45 | |
I depend on you. | 0:40:45 | 0:40:47 | |
Yes, Massa. | 0:40:47 | 0:40:49 | |
Patricia. | 0:40:49 | 0:40:51 | |
Can't no slave be 'round no white men | 0:40:51 | 0:40:52 | |
when they get like this. | 0:40:52 | 0:40:54 | |
Massa Byrd can kill you without thinking. | 0:40:54 | 0:40:57 | |
And ain't no sheriff gonna do nothing 'bout it. | 0:40:57 | 0:40:59 | |
Kizzy, he can't say no. | 0:40:59 | 0:41:01 | |
Yes, he can. | 0:41:01 | 0:41:02 | |
But he too caught up and concerned | 0:41:02 | 0:41:04 | |
about that no-count cracker and his birds. | 0:41:04 | 0:41:06 | |
What you think gonna happen if Massa Tom get killed? | 0:41:06 | 0:41:09 | |
Think Miss Patricia gonna sell us all together? | 0:41:09 | 0:41:11 | |
She gonna run off to the woods she came from, | 0:41:11 | 0:41:13 | |
and we gonna end up on paddle-wheelers | 0:41:13 | 0:41:14 | |
-for cotton Mississippi. -Why can't you understand? | 0:41:14 | 0:41:17 | |
You can't risk your life for that man. | 0:41:17 | 0:41:20 | |
Not for him...for us. | 0:41:20 | 0:41:22 | |
I need to keep Tom Lea alive for us. | 0:41:22 | 0:41:24 | |
George. | 0:41:26 | 0:41:28 | |
Not by chance, not any of this. | 0:41:28 | 0:41:32 | |
There's the man wants your massa dead. | 0:41:34 | 0:41:36 | |
Massa Jewett? | 0:41:40 | 0:41:42 | |
If Tom Lea is killed, he's gonna buy your son. | 0:41:42 | 0:41:44 | |
Tom Lea made a mistake refusing his offer for George. | 0:41:44 | 0:41:47 | |
And the thing about rich white men, | 0:41:47 | 0:41:50 | |
they'll take ten steps at a tilt | 0:41:50 | 0:41:52 | |
just to take one step straight to what they want. | 0:41:52 | 0:41:54 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:42:03 | 0:42:04 | |
HORSE WHINNIES | 0:42:06 | 0:42:08 | |
-MINGO: -Whoa. | 0:42:08 | 0:42:10 | |
You think you doing this for your family. | 0:42:18 | 0:42:21 | |
But I known you since you was a little boy. | 0:42:21 | 0:42:23 | |
I know the love you got inside you for Massa. | 0:42:23 | 0:42:26 | |
You thinking maybe one tiny piece of him inside the same. | 0:42:26 | 0:42:29 | |
Make you as stupid as he is. | 0:42:29 | 0:42:31 | |
He ain't never gonna see you for what you truly is | 0:42:31 | 0:42:34 | |
no matter what you think. | 0:42:34 | 0:42:35 | |
Pardon me if I don't wish him luck. | 0:42:35 | 0:42:38 | |
HORSE WHINNIES | 0:42:41 | 0:42:42 | |
I'll look after him. | 0:43:05 | 0:43:07 | |
Less likely to string the two of us up, | 0:43:16 | 0:43:18 | |
but I've been wrong before. | 0:43:18 | 0:43:20 | |
High card will decide who fires first. | 0:43:31 | 0:43:34 | |
You will then separate and face each other. | 0:43:34 | 0:43:36 | |
On my command, you will each | 0:43:36 | 0:43:37 | |
discharge your pistols in succession. | 0:43:37 | 0:43:39 | |
If you both remain alive, | 0:43:39 | 0:43:42 | |
you will proceed with swords until one of you is dead. | 0:43:42 | 0:43:45 | |
-Five diamonds. -HE CHUCKLES | 0:43:51 | 0:43:53 | |
Three clubs. | 0:43:57 | 0:43:59 | |
Mr Lea will shoot first. | 0:43:59 | 0:44:01 | |
And may God have mercy on your souls. | 0:44:01 | 0:44:04 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:44:06 | 0:44:08 | |
This your day. | 0:44:15 | 0:44:17 | |
Take your time. | 0:44:18 | 0:44:20 | |
Got to wait till your eyes see clear, | 0:44:20 | 0:44:22 | |
breathing even. | 0:44:22 | 0:44:24 | |
You hear me? | 0:44:24 | 0:44:25 | |
Take your time. | 0:44:25 | 0:44:27 | |
I know, George. | 0:44:27 | 0:44:29 | |
I intend to kill him with my first shot. | 0:44:29 | 0:44:31 | |
HE EXHALES | 0:44:33 | 0:44:35 | |
You're my only true friend. | 0:44:49 | 0:44:52 | |
Do this friend a favour. | 0:44:52 | 0:44:54 | |
Kill that son of a bitch. | 0:44:54 | 0:44:55 | |
Your first shot, Mr Lea. | 0:44:58 | 0:45:00 | |
Still shaking, didn't even take aim. | 0:45:11 | 0:45:13 | |
Mr Byrd. | 0:45:13 | 0:45:14 | |
-First shot. -PISTOL COCKS | 0:45:14 | 0:45:16 | |
Goddamn. This can't be. | 0:45:21 | 0:45:24 | |
Aah! HE GRUNTS | 0:45:25 | 0:45:27 | |
You do this next shot right, now. | 0:45:33 | 0:45:36 | |
Take your time. Nice and steady. | 0:45:36 | 0:45:39 | |
If you niggers interfere, we'll kill you! | 0:45:41 | 0:45:43 | |
Be sure of that! | 0:45:43 | 0:45:45 | |
-MAN: -Second shot, Mr Lea. | 0:45:45 | 0:45:48 | |
PISTOL COCKS | 0:45:50 | 0:45:52 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:46:06 | 0:46:08 | |
Mr Byrd, second shot. | 0:46:12 | 0:46:14 | |
Aah! | 0:46:33 | 0:46:35 | |
-MAN: -Gentleman. | 0:46:35 | 0:46:36 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:46:36 | 0:46:38 | |
Gentlemen, do either of you yield? | 0:46:38 | 0:46:41 | |
No. | 0:46:43 | 0:46:44 | |
No! | 0:46:44 | 0:46:45 | |
Mr Lea does not yield! | 0:46:45 | 0:46:48 | |
Gentlemen, swords. | 0:46:48 | 0:46:50 | |
Sword. | 0:46:52 | 0:46:54 | |
-MAN: -Damn it, Byrd, yield. | 0:46:54 | 0:46:55 | |
He's bleeding hard. Can't let him find his legs. | 0:46:55 | 0:46:58 | |
Get right at him. | 0:46:58 | 0:46:59 | |
No! Get away. | 0:46:59 | 0:47:00 | |
I can't feel my hand, George. | 0:47:00 | 0:47:02 | |
You take this sword. | 0:47:02 | 0:47:03 | |
You got to fight hard if you want to stay alive. | 0:47:03 | 0:47:05 | |
Now get on your damn feet! Get up! | 0:47:05 | 0:47:07 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:47:07 | 0:47:09 | |
Get up! | 0:47:09 | 0:47:10 | |
Sword! Put it in my hand. | 0:47:10 | 0:47:12 | |
-Come on! -Got it. | 0:47:12 | 0:47:15 | |
-Get up! -HE GRUNTS | 0:47:15 | 0:47:17 | |
Aargh! | 0:47:23 | 0:47:25 | |
No, no. | 0:47:51 | 0:47:53 | |
HE GROANS | 0:47:53 | 0:47:54 | |
Massa, you stay down, you gonna die. | 0:47:55 | 0:47:57 | |
That what you want? | 0:47:57 | 0:47:59 | |
-That what you came here for today? -HE GROANS | 0:47:59 | 0:48:01 | |
Him on his feet, looking down on you? | 0:48:03 | 0:48:05 | |
The way everybody look down on you? | 0:48:05 | 0:48:07 | |
He say you dirt. | 0:48:07 | 0:48:09 | |
That's how we'll bury you if you want, | 0:48:09 | 0:48:11 | |
deep in the damn dirt! | 0:48:11 | 0:48:13 | |
Mr Lea, do you yield? | 0:48:13 | 0:48:16 | |
George, it hurts so bad. | 0:48:16 | 0:48:18 | |
Oh, you in the pit now, Massa. | 0:48:18 | 0:48:20 | |
Want to let him jeer you, | 0:48:20 | 0:48:22 | |
throw you carcass in a dung hole? | 0:48:22 | 0:48:23 | |
Step back, boy! | 0:48:23 | 0:48:25 | |
-Rise up high. You the gamecock now. -Get up, George. | 0:48:25 | 0:48:27 | |
Rise up! Come down on this son of a bitch! Rise up, Tom Lea, come on! | 0:48:27 | 0:48:31 | |
Come on, show them all! | 0:48:31 | 0:48:32 | |
Show him, Tom! | 0:48:33 | 0:48:35 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:48:40 | 0:48:42 | |
Aah! | 0:48:49 | 0:48:51 | |
-No, Massa! -I yield! I yield! | 0:48:51 | 0:48:53 | |
-I yield. -He yields. Let him be. | 0:48:53 | 0:48:55 | |
I'm a better man than you. | 0:48:59 | 0:49:00 | |
He yielded. It's time for mercy. | 0:49:02 | 0:49:05 | |
All right. I got you, I got you. | 0:49:10 | 0:49:12 | |
-I got you. -Mr Byrd! Mr Byrd! | 0:49:12 | 0:49:15 | |
Folks are gonna talk about what you did today. | 0:49:15 | 0:49:17 | |
All across Carolina, they'll say, | 0:49:17 | 0:49:18 | |
"Tom Lea is a gentleman." | 0:49:18 | 0:49:20 | |
HE GASPS | 0:49:20 | 0:49:22 | |
I was a fine gentleman. | 0:49:22 | 0:49:25 | |
They're gonna say my name, ain't they? Tom Lea. | 0:49:25 | 0:49:28 | |
For sure. | 0:49:28 | 0:49:30 | |
Take me home, George. | 0:49:32 | 0:49:34 | |
Take me home. | 0:49:35 | 0:49:37 | |
ROOSTER CROWS | 0:49:45 | 0:49:47 | |
You over there? | 0:50:13 | 0:50:14 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:50:16 | 0:50:18 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:50:26 | 0:50:28 | |
I'd have bled my soul out on that field. | 0:50:32 | 0:50:34 | |
You pushed me hard. | 0:50:36 | 0:50:37 | |
Kept me strong. | 0:50:38 | 0:50:40 | |
You don't win, what happen to all of us? | 0:50:40 | 0:50:43 | |
Damn right. | 0:50:43 | 0:50:45 | |
I want to tell you something. | 0:50:47 | 0:50:48 | |
I was 11 years old when I hit the road, | 0:50:52 | 0:50:56 | |
asking for a job. | 0:50:56 | 0:50:59 | |
I ate scraps. | 0:50:59 | 0:51:01 | |
Nights I'd chew bark. | 0:51:02 | 0:51:03 | |
Dry leaves my only blanket. | 0:51:04 | 0:51:07 | |
Froze my ass. | 0:51:07 | 0:51:09 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:51:09 | 0:51:11 | |
The whole lot of you has it a damn lot easier. | 0:51:11 | 0:51:14 | |
Oh, any man with eyes can see that. | 0:51:14 | 0:51:17 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:51:19 | 0:51:20 | |
Oh, hell, George. | 0:51:20 | 0:51:22 | |
I ain't as bad as some. | 0:51:22 | 0:51:24 | |
What do I always say? | 0:51:26 | 0:51:28 | |
Make me rich. | 0:51:28 | 0:51:30 | |
Raise yourself up. | 0:51:31 | 0:51:32 | |
That's how money works. | 0:51:35 | 0:51:36 | |
Then I'd like some of that money to start working to get me papers... | 0:51:39 | 0:51:43 | |
to be free. | 0:51:43 | 0:51:45 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:51:47 | 0:51:48 | |
I intend to work hard. | 0:51:50 | 0:51:52 | |
Win every cock fight, make you real rich. | 0:51:52 | 0:51:54 | |
I got to know a time gonna come when I can buy me free. | 0:51:56 | 0:52:00 | |
I don't see why not, George. | 0:52:04 | 0:52:06 | |
It's all dollars and cents. | 0:52:07 | 0:52:09 | |
When the number's right, | 0:52:15 | 0:52:17 | |
I promise | 0:52:17 | 0:52:20 | |
I'm gonna write those papers for you. | 0:52:20 | 0:52:23 | |
Then I'm gonna make you so damn dirty rich, | 0:52:26 | 0:52:29 | |
gonna need to buy a new wagon just to load the moneybags. | 0:52:29 | 0:52:33 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:52:33 | 0:52:36 | |
Oh, you and me think the same way, George. | 0:52:36 | 0:52:39 | |
I brought you up right. | 0:52:39 | 0:52:42 | |
She ought to thank me. | 0:52:42 | 0:52:44 | |
-ALL: -One, two, three. | 0:52:54 | 0:52:58 | |
Oh! | 0:52:58 | 0:53:00 | |
Thank y'all. Thank y'all. | 0:53:02 | 0:53:05 | |
-MAN: -Congratulations. Bless you. | 0:53:05 | 0:53:08 | |
Oh. | 0:53:09 | 0:53:11 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:53:14 | 0:53:16 | |
I promise to stay by your side for ever. | 0:53:18 | 0:53:20 | |
I never had a daddy, | 0:53:20 | 0:53:22 | |
but my baby's gonna have me all the time. | 0:53:22 | 0:53:25 | |
Nothing ever gonna pull me away from you. | 0:53:25 | 0:53:28 | |
That's all I want, George. | 0:53:28 | 0:53:29 | |
May the Lord keep and bless this holy union. | 0:53:32 | 0:53:34 | |
Hallelujah! | 0:53:34 | 0:53:36 | |
-ALL: -Hallelujah! | 0:53:36 | 0:53:37 | |
All right. | 0:53:37 | 0:53:38 | |
-WOMAN: -Yes, sir. | 0:53:42 | 0:53:44 | |
It was so nice of Mama Kizzy | 0:53:44 | 0:53:46 | |
-to lend me her dress for the wedding. -So beautiful. | 0:53:46 | 0:53:48 | |
THEY LAUGH | 0:53:48 | 0:53:50 | |
What you know about that? | 0:53:55 | 0:53:57 | |
You ain't the only one know about African tradition. | 0:53:57 | 0:54:00 | |
You declaring your intention? | 0:54:00 | 0:54:02 | |
Expect so. | 0:54:02 | 0:54:04 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:54:05 | 0:54:06 | |
That make you dizzy? | 0:54:06 | 0:54:08 | |
No, dance didn't make me dizzy. | 0:54:08 | 0:54:10 | |
Just feel like I fit right in your arms. | 0:54:10 | 0:54:13 | |
My arms can go wide. | 0:54:13 | 0:54:15 | |
They can come tight. | 0:54:15 | 0:54:16 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:54:16 | 0:54:18 | |
But I do what I can to make the fit work. | 0:54:18 | 0:54:20 | |
George. | 0:54:24 | 0:54:26 | |
Why is that man always showing off your boy? | 0:54:33 | 0:54:36 | |
For better or worse, they got a bond. | 0:54:36 | 0:54:38 | |
What WE got is a bond. | 0:54:38 | 0:54:41 | |
What they got, something completely different. | 0:54:41 | 0:54:44 | |
Glad to see you're feeling better, Massa. | 0:54:47 | 0:54:51 | |
We can get back on the road, make some money. | 0:54:51 | 0:54:54 | |
Of course, it's gonna take your first year's salary, | 0:54:54 | 0:54:57 | |
pay me back for buying that Matilda gal from MacGregor. | 0:54:57 | 0:55:00 | |
She worth every penny. | 0:55:00 | 0:55:03 | |
You get to making babies, increase my stock. | 0:55:03 | 0:55:06 | |
And when a boy comes, | 0:55:08 | 0:55:10 | |
Tom would be a fine name for a boy. | 0:55:10 | 0:55:12 | |
Ain't that right, Sarah? | 0:55:12 | 0:55:14 | |
Strong name, Massa. | 0:55:14 | 0:55:17 | |
Tom it'll be, Massa. | 0:55:17 | 0:55:19 | |
If it's a boy. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:21 | |
-PATRICIA: -George. | 0:55:21 | 0:55:23 | |
I think you mama's sweet on that boy. | 0:55:23 | 0:55:26 | |
I ain't never seen mama in a mood like this. | 0:55:26 | 0:55:29 | |
Wakes up happy. | 0:55:29 | 0:55:30 | |
She always prettier when she smiles. | 0:55:30 | 0:55:33 | |
Mm-hm. | 0:55:33 | 0:55:35 | |
DRUMMING | 0:55:35 | 0:55:36 | |
You know what they call a free nigger in North Carolina? | 0:55:39 | 0:55:42 | |
Nigger. | 0:55:45 | 0:55:46 | |
HE CLEARS THROAT | 0:55:57 | 0:55:59 | |
Folks sure did miss you at the wedding. | 0:55:59 | 0:56:02 | |
Smoothest liar I ever met. | 0:56:02 | 0:56:04 | |
Thank you. | 0:56:04 | 0:56:06 | |
CHICKENS CLUCK | 0:56:06 | 0:56:08 | |
ROOSTER CROWS | 0:56:08 | 0:56:10 | |
Bet your mama gonna be after you | 0:56:10 | 0:56:12 | |
to hatch some chickens of your own. | 0:56:12 | 0:56:14 | |
Not if he gonna name the first one Tom. | 0:56:14 | 0:56:17 | |
Miss Kizzy. | 0:56:17 | 0:56:18 | |
Congratulations on your happy day. | 0:56:18 | 0:56:20 | |
It was happy, till I heard my boy | 0:56:20 | 0:56:22 | |
promised his first-born son gonna carry Massa's name. | 0:56:22 | 0:56:26 | |
Me and Matilda gonna have lots of babies. | 0:56:26 | 0:56:28 | |
Plenty of names to go around. | 0:56:28 | 0:56:30 | |
Maybe even Mingo. | 0:56:30 | 0:56:32 | |
You can't name no-one in this family after that man. | 0:56:32 | 0:56:34 | |
Gonna go gather up some wood for my fire. | 0:56:37 | 0:56:38 | |
I know how to handle Tom Lea, Mama. | 0:56:40 | 0:56:42 | |
Ain't no handling no massa, | 0:56:42 | 0:56:44 | |
especially not one like Tom Lea. | 0:56:44 | 0:56:47 | |
It's just a name, Mama. | 0:56:47 | 0:56:49 | |
A name is who you is. | 0:56:49 | 0:56:51 | |
My daddy took whippings night and day | 0:56:51 | 0:56:54 | |
to protect his name. | 0:56:54 | 0:56:55 | |
What is it you want from me? | 0:56:55 | 0:56:57 | |
Wouldn't make no sense to say | 0:56:57 | 0:56:58 | |
cos I ain't never gonna get it. | 0:56:58 | 0:57:00 | |
I shouldn't be surprised you act the way you do. | 0:57:00 | 0:57:03 | |
But don't you ever get no shame, George. | 0:57:03 | 0:57:06 | |
I'm famous up and down this county. | 0:57:06 | 0:57:08 | |
I know who I am, and you should, too. | 0:57:08 | 0:57:10 | |
Only time I knew who you was | 0:57:10 | 0:57:11 | |
was when I took your yellow ass | 0:57:11 | 0:57:13 | |
out to the spot where I stood and named you. | 0:57:13 | 0:57:15 | |
Well, I ain't trying to be | 0:57:15 | 0:57:17 | |
no beat-down African with half a foot! | 0:57:17 | 0:57:19 | |
You ain't nowhere near the man my daddy was. | 0:57:21 | 0:57:24 | |
Some time I look at you, and I see Tom Lea. | 0:57:24 | 0:57:28 | |
I can't even tell you 'part! | 0:57:28 | 0:57:31 | |
And it break my heart. | 0:57:31 | 0:57:33 | |
GOAT BLEATS | 0:57:46 | 0:57:49 | |
KIZZY HUMS | 0:57:49 | 0:57:51 | |
It's pretty. | 0:57:54 | 0:57:56 | |
Came up from Durham way? | 0:57:56 | 0:57:58 | |
SHE CHUCKLES | 0:57:58 | 0:58:00 | |
Came from my papa. | 0:58:00 | 0:58:02 | |
Came from Juffure, from Africa. | 0:58:02 | 0:58:05 | |
What don't come from Africa, according to you? | 0:58:05 | 0:58:08 | |
Hey. | 0:58:08 | 0:58:09 | |
SHE CHUCKLES | 0:58:09 | 0:58:11 | |
I spent my life in a cabin like this. | 0:58:14 | 0:58:17 | |
And now that I'm free, | 0:58:17 | 0:58:20 | |
I'd rather sleep under the stars. | 0:58:20 | 0:58:22 | |
Kizzy. | 0:58:24 | 0:58:26 | |
I'm always passing through places, | 0:58:26 | 0:58:29 | |
so I find it best to speak my mind. | 0:58:29 | 0:58:31 | |
I want you to come with me. | 0:58:32 | 0:58:35 | |
What would we do? | 0:58:35 | 0:58:37 | |
Go north... | 0:58:37 | 0:58:38 | |
Pennsylvania, Vermont. | 0:58:38 | 0:58:42 | |
I'm tired of pulling out my papers | 0:58:42 | 0:58:44 | |
every time some sheriff gets in a mood | 0:58:44 | 0:58:46 | |
or some cracker don't like my look. | 0:58:46 | 0:58:49 | |
I like your look. | 0:58:49 | 0:58:51 | |
Getting free was all my daddy ever wanted. | 0:58:59 | 0:59:01 | |
But I'd be so far from George. | 0:59:01 | 0:59:03 | |
Far is free. | 0:59:03 | 0:59:06 | |
Your boy has his own life now. | 0:59:08 | 0:59:11 | |
It's time you loved yours. | 0:59:11 | 0:59:13 | |
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH | 0:59:15 | 0:59:17 | |
That's Massa Lea. | 0:59:17 | 0:59:18 | |
Didn't know you were entertaining, Kizzy. | 0:59:26 | 0:59:28 | |
Now you see, so you can go on home. | 0:59:28 | 0:59:32 | |
This is my property, boy. | 0:59:32 | 0:59:34 | |
I own it and everything on it. | 0:59:34 | 0:59:37 | |
Then turn a profit on what you own. | 0:59:37 | 0:59:39 | |
I want to buy Kizzy. | 0:59:39 | 0:59:40 | |
Is that right? | 0:59:42 | 0:59:43 | |
Mm-hmm. | 0:59:43 | 0:59:45 | |
I'd have to reckon it. | 0:59:45 | 0:59:46 | |
Name your price...any number. | 0:59:46 | 0:59:49 | |
I can pay it. | 0:59:49 | 0:59:51 | |
Ain't you a businessman? | 0:59:51 | 0:59:53 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:59:53 | 0:59:55 | |
Well, she's almost past having babies. | 0:59:55 | 0:59:58 | |
That's in your favour. | 0:59:58 | 1:00:00 | |
But she's strong as a woman half her age. | 1:00:00 | 1:00:02 | |
That's in my favour. | 1:00:02 | 1:00:04 | |
Reads, too, by my good graces. | 1:00:04 | 1:00:06 | |
Other masters wouldn't have it. | 1:00:06 | 1:00:09 | |
Cooks, sews, handles the house. | 1:00:09 | 1:00:11 | |
Understands a man's needs. | 1:00:12 | 1:00:14 | |
2,000. | 1:00:15 | 1:00:17 | |
-You can't. -HE LAUGHS | 1:00:17 | 1:00:19 | |
You don't have half it. | 1:00:19 | 1:00:21 | |
It's everything, but I have it. | 1:00:21 | 1:00:24 | |
Make her free to leave with me tomorrow, | 1:00:24 | 1:00:27 | |
and I'll give it to you. | 1:00:27 | 1:00:28 | |
I think we can come to some kind of agreement. | 1:00:33 | 1:00:36 | |
SHE HUMS | 1:00:51 | 1:00:53 | |
HUMMING STOPS | 1:01:03 | 1:01:05 | |
Something you need, Massa? | 1:01:05 | 1:01:07 | |
Miss Patricia need something? | 1:01:11 | 1:01:13 | |
She's sleeping. | 1:01:13 | 1:01:15 | |
Not that that matters. | 1:01:15 | 1:01:17 | |
SHE SIGHS | 1:01:18 | 1:01:20 | |
I'm making sweet rolls for tomorrow. | 1:01:20 | 1:01:22 | |
Ah. Tomorrow. | 1:01:22 | 1:01:24 | |
Way of saying goodbye? | 1:01:29 | 1:01:31 | |
Tell me you want to go. | 1:01:34 | 1:01:36 | |
He gonna pay you well. | 1:01:36 | 1:01:38 | |
You expect me to sell you | 1:01:38 | 1:01:40 | |
to that nigger bastard who looks down on me?! | 1:01:40 | 1:01:42 | |
Pick that nigger over me?! | 1:01:42 | 1:01:44 | |
Over George?! | 1:01:44 | 1:01:45 | |
GLASS SHATTERS | 1:01:45 | 1:01:47 | |
You have a place here with people who love you, | 1:01:47 | 1:01:49 | |
and you just want to go somewheres else. | 1:01:49 | 1:01:51 | |
Please! | 1:01:51 | 1:01:53 | |
Please, Massa! Don't. | 1:01:53 | 1:01:55 | |
You ain't never been beat. I don't overwork you. | 1:01:55 | 1:01:59 | |
I have more right than that free nigger! | 1:01:59 | 1:02:03 | |
You've been bragging to George | 1:02:03 | 1:02:05 | |
about how you gonna be leaving me. | 1:02:05 | 1:02:06 | |
I ain't been bragging. | 1:02:06 | 1:02:08 | |
You just expect me to let you go? | 1:02:08 | 1:02:10 | |
I can't go. | 1:02:11 | 1:02:14 | |
Ungrateful. | 1:02:14 | 1:02:15 | |
You think I'm just gonna let you go? | 1:02:15 | 1:02:18 | |
I can't go. | 1:02:18 | 1:02:19 | |
Ungrateful. | 1:02:19 | 1:02:21 | |
I ain't leaving! I ain't leaving! | 1:02:21 | 1:02:23 | |
You think I'd leave my family here with you? | 1:02:23 | 1:02:25 | |
And the time they start having babies, | 1:02:25 | 1:02:28 | |
I'd be a thousand miles gone. | 1:02:28 | 1:02:31 | |
And I see you still they massa, | 1:02:31 | 1:02:35 | |
I'd die every day. | 1:02:35 | 1:02:38 | |
But when George and Matilda have children, | 1:02:38 | 1:02:42 | |
if you ever touch just one, | 1:02:42 | 1:02:45 | |
I'll kill you. | 1:02:45 | 1:02:47 | |
And I'll hang for it gladly. | 1:02:47 | 1:02:49 | |
Now, now, Kizzy. | 1:02:54 | 1:02:55 | |
They're gonna be my grandchildren, too. | 1:02:56 | 1:02:59 | |
Now be quick about it. | 1:03:07 | 1:03:10 | |
If you won't come with me, take this. | 1:04:10 | 1:04:14 | |
Day might come when you're able to buy yourself free. | 1:04:14 | 1:04:17 | |
I can't. | 1:04:18 | 1:04:21 | |
You start a new life. | 1:04:21 | 1:04:23 | |
Keep travelling north and find some... | 1:04:23 | 1:04:26 | |
..find somebody else. | 1:04:30 | 1:04:32 | |
My daddy would have liked you. | 1:05:01 | 1:05:03 | |
Get up, now. | 1:05:18 | 1:05:19 | |
HE CLICKS TONGUE | 1:05:19 | 1:05:20 | |
HOOVES CLOP | 1:05:20 | 1:05:22 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:05:50 | 1:05:52 | |
-GEORGE: -Give me that. | 1:05:57 | 1:05:59 | |
Don't need no help. | 1:05:59 | 1:06:00 | |
You sure Massa say I should come? | 1:06:01 | 1:06:05 | |
Long ride, lots to do. | 1:06:05 | 1:06:08 | |
Greensville County in Virginia. | 1:06:08 | 1:06:11 | |
A thousand men come for this match. | 1:06:11 | 1:06:12 | |
Six tents. We taking 20 birds. | 1:06:12 | 1:06:14 | |
20? | 1:06:14 | 1:06:16 | |
Told Massa he want that many, he can't do it without Mingo. | 1:06:16 | 1:06:19 | |
Clear as day to those got eyes. | 1:06:19 | 1:06:21 | |
To watch the cages. | 1:06:22 | 1:06:24 | |
Tend the birds. | 1:06:24 | 1:06:26 | |
Oh. | 1:06:28 | 1:06:29 | |
You got my feed? | 1:06:30 | 1:06:32 | |
Just like I told you, boy. | 1:06:40 | 1:06:41 | |
Birds leave they marks on a man. | 1:06:41 | 1:06:43 | |
But still so pretty, women cry when I pass by. | 1:06:43 | 1:06:47 | |
-CHUCKLES -You still a slave, too. | 1:06:47 | 1:06:49 | |
That may be. | 1:06:49 | 1:06:51 | |
I've been saving up. Got me a scheme. | 1:06:51 | 1:06:53 | |
Scheme? Uh-huh. | 1:06:53 | 1:06:54 | |
Mm-hm. | 1:06:54 | 1:06:56 | |
I'm gonna buy Matilda, then all my babies free. | 1:06:56 | 1:06:59 | |
Man saving up money got to pinch every penny. | 1:06:59 | 1:07:02 | |
Damn hard scheme for the likes of you. | 1:07:02 | 1:07:05 | |
You toss away money like you feeding it to the hens. | 1:07:05 | 1:07:08 | |
ROOSTER CLUCKS | 1:07:08 | 1:07:10 | |
All your bragging and carrying on, | 1:07:10 | 1:07:12 | |
I know how much time you spend with my birds. | 1:07:12 | 1:07:15 | |
Folks say birds are stupid. | 1:07:15 | 1:07:17 | |
Birds know who they can trust, know who love them. | 1:07:17 | 1:07:21 | |
Folks is mostly fools when it come to knowing that. | 1:07:21 | 1:07:24 | |
Birds know a man by his touch, by the sweat. | 1:07:26 | 1:07:30 | |
You a better bird man than me. | 1:07:37 | 1:07:39 | |
Only cos I had the best damn teacher in Carolina. | 1:07:42 | 1:07:45 | |
You damn right you did. | 1:07:46 | 1:07:48 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:07:54 | 1:07:57 | |
Hyah! Hyah! | 1:07:57 | 1:07:58 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:07:58 | 1:08:00 | |
-MAN: -The Prophet's coming! The Prophet's coming! | 1:08:00 | 1:08:03 | |
He's on his way! | 1:08:03 | 1:08:05 | |
River of blood is what's speeding him on his way! | 1:08:05 | 1:08:07 | |
Whoa, you! Hup! | 1:08:07 | 1:08:08 | |
-MAN: -Got plenty of ammunition? | 1:08:08 | 1:08:11 | |
DOGS BARK | 1:08:11 | 1:08:13 | |
Everybody carrying guns. | 1:08:13 | 1:08:14 | |
TOM: Damn. What the hell is this? | 1:08:14 | 1:08:16 | |
Where's everybody going? | 1:08:16 | 1:08:17 | |
Never heard of cancelling no match, rain or shine, Massa. | 1:08:17 | 1:08:19 | |
GUNSHOT IN DISTANCE | 1:08:19 | 1:08:21 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 1:08:21 | 1:08:22 | |
I don't think we should stay, Massa. | 1:08:22 | 1:08:24 | |
We just drove four days to Virginia. | 1:08:24 | 1:08:25 | |
Pretty penny out of pocket, too. | 1:08:25 | 1:08:27 | |
I need an explanation, or someone's gonna pay me for my trouble. | 1:08:27 | 1:08:30 | |
Savages! That's all they are, is savages! | 1:08:30 | 1:08:32 | |
What's going on here? | 1:08:32 | 1:08:33 | |
Nigger from Sam Turner's farm named Nat | 1:08:33 | 1:08:35 | |
running loose with hundreds of other niggers. | 1:08:35 | 1:08:37 | |
I hear thousands. | 1:08:37 | 1:08:39 | |
Killing men, women, children, any white folks they come upon. | 1:08:39 | 1:08:42 | |
Whole families dead. | 1:08:42 | 1:08:43 | |
Babies in their beds, using axes, swords, clubs. | 1:08:43 | 1:08:47 | |
They beat Margaret Whitehead to death with a fence post. | 1:08:47 | 1:08:51 | |
Reading the Bible over their bloody bodies, | 1:08:51 | 1:08:53 | |
calling himself the Prophet. | 1:08:53 | 1:08:55 | |
He ain't just killing. He's a cannibal. | 1:08:55 | 1:08:57 | |
Burning up little babies, serving them to his gang to eat. | 1:08:57 | 1:09:01 | |
Why ain't nobody find him yet? | 1:09:01 | 1:09:02 | |
Other slaves hiding these killers on farms, | 1:09:02 | 1:09:05 | |
in barns, cabins... right under our noses. | 1:09:05 | 1:09:07 | |
I'm warning you boys, murder's spreading everywhere! | 1:09:07 | 1:09:10 | |
I'm six days from home, and I got five little ones. | 1:09:10 | 1:09:14 | |
God! | 1:09:14 | 1:09:15 | |
I'll kill any nigger that gets in my way! | 1:09:15 | 1:09:18 | |
ROOSTER CLUCKS | 1:09:18 | 1:09:20 | |
Hey! What y'all doing? | 1:09:20 | 1:09:22 | |
Don't hurt my birds. Don't hurt my birds. | 1:09:22 | 1:09:24 | |
You got any guns and knives in this wagon? | 1:09:24 | 1:09:26 | |
Get away from Massa Lea's birds. | 1:09:28 | 1:09:29 | |
Mingo! Mingo! | 1:09:29 | 1:09:32 | |
Hey, boy! | 1:09:32 | 1:09:33 | |
No, please! Please, Massa! | 1:09:33 | 1:09:34 | |
Please! | 1:09:34 | 1:09:36 | |
He a good ol' boy. Good ol' boy, no problem. | 1:09:36 | 1:09:38 | |
-We with Massa Tom... -Hey! | 1:09:38 | 1:09:40 | |
These yours? | 1:09:43 | 1:09:45 | |
Yeah. | 1:09:45 | 1:09:47 | |
You vouch for them? | 1:09:47 | 1:09:49 | |
Came with me to fight birds. | 1:09:50 | 1:09:52 | |
Can't find that devil's prophet. | 1:09:53 | 1:09:56 | |
-Niggers. -HE SPITS | 1:09:56 | 1:09:58 | |
Hiding guns and knives any place they can. | 1:09:58 | 1:10:01 | |
I don't care how long you owned them sons of bitches. | 1:10:01 | 1:10:04 | |
I wouldn't trust no-one. | 1:10:04 | 1:10:06 | |
We need a doctor for Mingo, Massa. | 1:10:11 | 1:10:14 | |
We need to go home now. Patricia's by herself. | 1:10:19 | 1:10:21 | |
Mama there for Miss Patricia. She be fine. | 1:10:21 | 1:10:23 | |
You take us home. Now! | 1:10:23 | 1:10:25 | |
Yes, Massa. | 1:10:25 | 1:10:26 | |
Yes, Massa. | 1:10:26 | 1:10:28 | |
Now, come on. I got you. | 1:10:28 | 1:10:29 | |
You strong. You fine, you hear me? | 1:10:29 | 1:10:32 | |
-GRUNTS -You fine! | 1:10:32 | 1:10:34 | |
Hurry up, George! | 1:10:34 | 1:10:35 | |
-Yes, Massa. -HE GRUNTS | 1:10:35 | 1:10:37 | |
Come on, let's go! | 1:10:37 | 1:10:39 | |
That nigger Turner's the devil on earth. | 1:10:39 | 1:10:42 | |
Mingo's hurt real bad, Massa. | 1:10:42 | 1:10:43 | |
We've been riding like this for three days. | 1:10:43 | 1:10:45 | |
You'd never think of rising up with no slaves | 1:10:45 | 1:10:47 | |
against me and Tricia, would you, George? | 1:10:47 | 1:10:49 | |
No, Massa. You know me. | 1:10:49 | 1:10:51 | |
We got to find a doctor somewhere. | 1:10:51 | 1:10:54 | |
Cos if you did, George, I'd blow your goddamn head off. | 1:10:54 | 1:10:57 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 1:10:57 | 1:10:59 | |
Stop the wagon. | 1:10:59 | 1:11:01 | |
Ho! Ho! | 1:11:01 | 1:11:02 | |
Hold up now. Hold up. | 1:11:02 | 1:11:04 | |
Where y'all coming from? | 1:11:04 | 1:11:05 | |
Southampton. | 1:11:05 | 1:11:07 | |
Trying to get home before the Prophet reaches my farm. | 1:11:07 | 1:11:09 | |
-We got every man with a gun out looking for him. -Uh-huh. | 1:11:09 | 1:11:12 | |
This your boy? | 1:11:14 | 1:11:15 | |
Yes, sir. | 1:11:17 | 1:11:19 | |
Well, you a damn fool if you ain't got him tied up good. | 1:11:19 | 1:11:21 | |
That Nat Turner's a fever. | 1:11:21 | 1:11:23 | |
You never know which nigger's gonna catch it. | 1:11:23 | 1:11:26 | |
Massa, what you doing? | 1:11:34 | 1:11:36 | |
Chain yourself to the wagon, George. | 1:11:39 | 1:11:41 | |
Massa, it's me. | 1:11:43 | 1:11:45 | |
It's George. You trust me. | 1:11:45 | 1:11:46 | |
Do it, George, or I will shoot you. | 1:11:46 | 1:11:49 | |
Go on! | 1:11:49 | 1:11:50 | |
-MAN: -Let 'em through. | 1:12:13 | 1:12:15 | |
You've known me since I was a child. | 1:12:18 | 1:12:20 | |
I can trust a child. | 1:12:20 | 1:12:22 | |
It's when y'all get growed is when you get ideas. | 1:12:22 | 1:12:24 | |
God help you if anything's happened to Tricia. Hyah! | 1:12:24 | 1:12:27 | |
HORSE WHINNIES | 1:12:27 | 1:12:30 | |
Hyah! | 1:12:30 | 1:12:31 | |
Hyah! | 1:12:34 | 1:12:36 | |
Hyah! | 1:12:38 | 1:12:40 | |
Ho! | 1:12:40 | 1:12:41 | |
What have you niggers done to my farm? | 1:12:45 | 1:12:47 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:12:47 | 1:12:49 | |
Tricia! BARKING | 1:12:49 | 1:12:52 | |
Don't you move, boy. Stay in that wagon. | 1:12:52 | 1:12:55 | |
Tricia! | 1:12:55 | 1:12:56 | |
Tom! Tom! | 1:12:56 | 1:12:57 | |
I come to make sure Miss Patricia's all right. | 1:12:57 | 1:13:00 | |
SHE SOBS | 1:13:00 | 1:13:03 | |
Dirty nigger. Dirty bastards! | 1:13:03 | 1:13:06 | |
Get inside, Tricia. | 1:13:07 | 1:13:09 | |
Now! Go on! | 1:13:09 | 1:13:10 | |
-MAN: -Five militiamen came over here looking for slaves. | 1:13:10 | 1:13:13 | |
They set the cabins on fire. | 1:13:13 | 1:13:15 | |
Thank God you're back. I was so scared. | 1:13:15 | 1:13:17 | |
Reverend Lyon, what the hell you doing here? | 1:13:21 | 1:13:23 | |
This ain't no place to be right now. | 1:13:23 | 1:13:25 | |
Heard some riders was heading for the Lea farm, | 1:13:25 | 1:13:27 | |
so I come over to check on Matilda and the family. | 1:13:27 | 1:13:30 | |
But them white boys came up on... on the cabins so fast. | 1:13:30 | 1:13:32 | |
I had to hide. | 1:13:32 | 1:13:34 | |
They burned down everything they could. | 1:13:34 | 1:13:37 | |
HE CRIES I don't know where Kizzy and Tilda are. | 1:13:39 | 1:13:42 | |
Guess I talk a lot, but I can't help nobody. | 1:13:42 | 1:13:45 | |
Look at me, look at me. | 1:13:45 | 1:13:47 | |
Give me that axe. Give me that axe. | 1:13:47 | 1:13:49 | |
Hit the wood. | 1:13:53 | 1:13:55 | |
Gonna find Mama and Matilda. | 1:14:01 | 1:14:03 | |
I need to find my children, but I'll be back. | 1:14:03 | 1:14:05 | |
You can watch Mingo till I can find help, all right? | 1:14:05 | 1:14:07 | |
-I'll stay with him. -All right. | 1:14:07 | 1:14:09 | |
Promise me you'll hold on, all right? | 1:14:11 | 1:14:14 | |
You strong like nobody else. | 1:14:14 | 1:14:16 | |
Watch out for Massa Tom. | 1:14:16 | 1:14:19 | |
He ain't never gonna see you for who you truly is. | 1:14:19 | 1:14:22 | |
Hold on. | 1:14:22 | 1:14:24 | |
I'll be back. | 1:14:24 | 1:14:26 | |
Take my secret feed. | 1:14:29 | 1:14:31 | |
I got something for you. | 1:14:31 | 1:14:34 | |
For your scheme. | 1:14:34 | 1:14:36 | |
All right. | 1:14:38 | 1:14:39 | |
All right. | 1:14:39 | 1:14:41 | |
-PATRICIA: -I see you, George! | 1:14:50 | 1:14:52 | |
You ain't gonna slit my throat while I sleep! | 1:14:52 | 1:14:54 | |
I see you! | 1:14:54 | 1:14:56 | |
Tilda! | 1:14:56 | 1:14:58 | |
Tilda! | 1:15:01 | 1:15:03 | |
Matilda, it's me! | 1:15:03 | 1:15:04 | |
Matilda, it's me! | 1:15:09 | 1:15:11 | |
Tilda! | 1:15:17 | 1:15:19 | |
Mama? | 1:15:21 | 1:15:22 | |
Matilda! | 1:15:22 | 1:15:23 | |
Mama! | 1:15:25 | 1:15:27 | |
Matilda, it's me, George! | 1:15:27 | 1:15:29 | |
Oh, George. | 1:15:44 | 1:15:46 | |
SHE SIGHS | 1:15:46 | 1:15:48 | |
I thought you was dead. | 1:15:48 | 1:15:51 | |
Come see the babies. | 1:15:58 | 1:16:00 | |
BABY CRIES | 1:16:04 | 1:16:07 | |
Matilda was scared to death | 1:16:07 | 1:16:08 | |
she was never gonna see you again. | 1:16:08 | 1:16:10 | |
Sister Sarah. | 1:16:10 | 1:16:11 | |
George! Oh, child! | 1:16:11 | 1:16:13 | |
-MAN: Thank God. -Oh, God. | 1:16:13 | 1:16:15 | |
-Glad to see you. -Thank God! | 1:16:15 | 1:16:18 | |
Tilda, come on out. | 1:16:18 | 1:16:19 | |
Come on. | 1:16:21 | 1:16:22 | |
WHIMPERING: George. | 1:16:25 | 1:16:26 | |
-George! George! -Tilda! | 1:16:26 | 1:16:28 | |
SHE CRIES | 1:16:28 | 1:16:29 | |
George. | 1:16:29 | 1:16:31 | |
Oh, George. | 1:16:31 | 1:16:32 | |
Your mama the only reason we're alive. | 1:16:35 | 1:16:38 | |
She brought us out here, been catching food for us, too. | 1:16:38 | 1:16:40 | |
Cabins was on fire. | 1:16:40 | 1:16:42 | |
I didn't know what happened to you. | 1:16:42 | 1:16:44 | |
We heard them coming in the night. | 1:16:44 | 1:16:45 | |
Me and Mama Kizzy went to Miss Patricia with babies, | 1:16:45 | 1:16:48 | |
but she had locked everything up, | 1:16:48 | 1:16:49 | |
and we couldn't get in. | 1:16:49 | 1:16:51 | |
Then the militiamen showed up, | 1:16:51 | 1:16:54 | |
set fire everywhere. | 1:16:54 | 1:16:56 | |
Screaming about some man named Turner and an uprising. | 1:16:56 | 1:17:00 | |
They was hunting us, George. | 1:17:00 | 1:17:02 | |
We barely made it out here to the woods. | 1:17:02 | 1:17:05 | |
It's all right now. It's all right now. | 1:17:05 | 1:17:07 | |
Where my babies? | 1:17:07 | 1:17:08 | |
BABY CRIES | 1:17:08 | 1:17:12 | |
It's all right. It's all right. | 1:17:12 | 1:17:13 | |
I'm home now. | 1:17:13 | 1:17:15 | |
He's gone. | 1:17:30 | 1:17:32 | |
Never did talk about hisself. | 1:17:35 | 1:17:38 | |
Just talked about them birds. | 1:17:38 | 1:17:40 | |
I don't even know where he was born. | 1:17:41 | 1:17:43 | |
I don't know if he had one damn person cry for him! | 1:17:43 | 1:17:46 | |
He had you. | 1:17:46 | 1:17:47 | |
He had you. | 1:17:47 | 1:17:50 | |
He had you. | 1:17:50 | 1:17:51 | |
Let me go. | 1:17:51 | 1:17:53 | |
You need to be with Matilda now. | 1:17:57 | 1:17:58 | |
Son of a bitch! | 1:17:58 | 1:18:00 | |
Too goddamn good to come down here. | 1:18:00 | 1:18:02 | |
Mingo worked his life away for him. | 1:18:02 | 1:18:04 | |
That's what that bastard want for all of them... | 1:18:04 | 1:18:06 | |
-just work till we dead. -George, no. | 1:18:06 | 1:18:09 | |
You gonna kill Massa Tom? | 1:18:09 | 1:18:10 | |
That gonna make anything better for us? | 1:18:10 | 1:18:12 | |
You think I've been ignorant about that man my whole life? Look at me! | 1:18:12 | 1:18:16 | |
You think I don't know I'm his son? | 1:18:16 | 1:18:19 | |
I've been drowning that truth in my head | 1:18:19 | 1:18:21 | |
cos I want so bad for us to be away from here. | 1:18:21 | 1:18:24 | |
And I ain't never gonna be that. | 1:18:24 | 1:18:27 | |
We're all gonna be like Mingo. | 1:18:27 | 1:18:29 | |
And I've been waiting for the right moment | 1:18:29 | 1:18:31 | |
to give him everything he gave us, and right now I'm gonna kill him. | 1:18:31 | 1:18:34 | |
No, you can't kill him. | 1:18:34 | 1:18:36 | |
Cos then they gonna kill you, and that would rip me apart. | 1:18:36 | 1:18:39 | |
All I know is how to make all this liveable. | 1:18:39 | 1:18:42 | |
And can't do that no more. | 1:18:42 | 1:18:44 | |
I almost took my life when you was born. | 1:18:46 | 1:18:49 | |
And yours, too. | 1:18:49 | 1:18:51 | |
For a while, I didn't know how to feel nothing. | 1:18:52 | 1:18:55 | |
Nothing but shame and sorrow. | 1:18:55 | 1:18:58 | |
And so far away from my mama and daddy, | 1:18:59 | 1:19:02 | |
but it would have been a terrible sin | 1:19:02 | 1:19:04 | |
against everything my daddy taught me. | 1:19:04 | 1:19:06 | |
It seemed like I could hear his voice right here | 1:19:06 | 1:19:10 | |
stopping me. | 1:19:10 | 1:19:12 | |
He came to me, and I decided to live. | 1:19:13 | 1:19:18 | |
You a fine man, George. | 1:19:18 | 1:19:22 | |
And I ain't told you enough. | 1:19:22 | 1:19:24 | |
Maybe I was scared you got too much of Massa's blood. | 1:19:24 | 1:19:29 | |
But you have honoured my father. | 1:19:29 | 1:19:33 | |
You here to keep this family going, to survive. | 1:19:33 | 1:19:37 | |
He always said we fight when we need, | 1:19:37 | 1:19:41 | |
but first, we got to survive. | 1:19:41 | 1:19:45 | |
Tom Lea whole life gonna be a waste, | 1:19:45 | 1:19:50 | |
but not yours. | 1:19:50 | 1:19:52 | |
What keeps me living. | 1:19:52 | 1:19:55 | |
I love you. | 1:19:55 | 1:19:56 | |
I love you too much. | 1:19:56 | 1:19:59 | |
Stay with me. | 1:19:59 | 1:20:02 | |
Please. | 1:20:02 | 1:20:03 | |
Live. | 1:20:04 | 1:20:06 | |
CHICKENS CLUCK | 1:20:24 | 1:20:27 | |
ROOSTER CROWS | 1:20:32 | 1:20:33 | |
Oh, uh, Mingo wanted you to have this bucket | 1:20:33 | 1:20:35 | |
with his secret feed in it. | 1:20:35 | 1:20:37 | |
Hey, that's too heavy for you. | 1:20:37 | 1:20:38 | |
Oh, shit. | 1:20:38 | 1:20:40 | |
SLAVES SINGING | 1:21:16 | 1:21:20 | |
BABY CRIES | 1:21:23 | 1:21:25 | |
George, you and Matilda got two girls and two boys, | 1:21:33 | 1:21:35 | |
and ain't none of them named Tom yet. | 1:21:35 | 1:21:37 | |
I ain't giving them that man's name. Mama, you said... | 1:21:37 | 1:21:39 | |
I know what I said, | 1:21:39 | 1:21:41 | |
and I knew what he'd do if you don't name that boy Tom. | 1:21:41 | 1:21:44 | |
He'll ride him the rest of his living days. | 1:21:44 | 1:21:46 | |
Do it, George. | 1:21:46 | 1:21:48 | |
Name him Tom. | 1:21:50 | 1:21:52 | |
Tilda. | 1:21:52 | 1:21:53 | |
Morning Dove, you need to rest. | 1:21:53 | 1:21:55 | |
And I want you to name him | 1:21:55 | 1:21:57 | |
the way Mama Kizzy says her daddy taught her. | 1:21:57 | 1:22:00 | |
The way Kunta Kinte would do it. | 1:22:00 | 1:22:02 | |
I know I didn't pay it no mind with all our other babies. | 1:22:04 | 1:22:07 | |
It ain't the way my daddy taught me. | 1:22:07 | 1:22:11 | |
But I heard Mama Kizzy telling the stories | 1:22:11 | 1:22:13 | |
to the boys one night. | 1:22:13 | 1:22:15 | |
Something passed through me, George. | 1:22:15 | 1:22:18 | |
I don't see how both ways... | 1:22:19 | 1:22:21 | |
mine and Mama Kizzy's... can't be true. | 1:22:21 | 1:22:25 | |
And I believe it will protect this baby and all of us. | 1:22:25 | 1:22:29 | |
I don't know how. | 1:22:33 | 1:22:34 | |
Moving too fast for me, Mama. | 1:22:40 | 1:22:42 | |
I ain't hardly trying, George. | 1:22:42 | 1:22:44 | |
Like I say, them birds a soft kind of work. | 1:22:44 | 1:22:48 | |
Here. | 1:22:53 | 1:22:54 | |
How you know it's the right spot? | 1:23:00 | 1:23:02 | |
I know. | 1:23:02 | 1:23:03 | |
Look up, little one. | 1:23:13 | 1:23:14 | |
That's the only thing greater than yourself. | 1:23:17 | 1:23:19 | |
Gonna be more money at that Charleston jamboree | 1:23:34 | 1:23:37 | |
than we ever seen, | 1:23:37 | 1:23:38 | |
and I am gonna win it. | 1:23:38 | 1:23:40 | |
And turn it to ash in a bonfire of foolishness... | 1:23:40 | 1:23:43 | |
the way you always do. | 1:23:43 | 1:23:44 | |
Matilda, after George leaves, | 1:23:45 | 1:23:48 | |
get the children weaving new grain baskets. | 1:23:48 | 1:23:50 | |
Ashford and George Jr can start clearing out | 1:23:50 | 1:23:52 | |
-that stand of walnut trees. -Yes, ma'am. | 1:23:52 | 1:23:55 | |
How we looking, George? | 1:23:55 | 1:23:57 | |
We got ten strong killers, | 1:23:57 | 1:23:59 | |
five young stags hungry for blood. | 1:23:59 | 1:24:01 | |
I say we be fine, | 1:24:01 | 1:24:02 | |
long as you listen to me. | 1:24:02 | 1:24:04 | |
Can't ever talk to me like that, George. | 1:24:04 | 1:24:07 | |
Goddamn. | 1:24:07 | 1:24:08 | |
I swear I'll sell your ass in New Orleans. | 1:24:08 | 1:24:10 | |
And fight your own birds. | 1:24:10 | 1:24:12 | |
Look, George, | 1:24:13 | 1:24:15 | |
there's more money to be won in that Charleston jamboree | 1:24:15 | 1:24:18 | |
than we ever seen, | 1:24:18 | 1:24:19 | |
and we got to win big. | 1:24:20 | 1:24:22 | |
That's what we'll do. | 1:24:22 | 1:24:24 | |
George, you and me used to be best friends. | 1:24:24 | 1:24:28 | |
Ever since Mingo died, | 1:24:28 | 1:24:31 | |
I can barely get a word out of you. | 1:24:31 | 1:24:33 | |
It's a long road to Charleston, Massa Tom. | 1:24:35 | 1:24:37 | |
I'm gonna go help our boys in the field. | 1:24:40 | 1:24:43 | |
I'll bring back gifts for everybody, | 1:24:43 | 1:24:45 | |
my morning dove. | 1:24:45 | 1:24:46 | |
Just bring yourself home safe. | 1:24:46 | 1:24:50 | |
Hey, hey, hey. | 1:24:57 | 1:24:59 | |
You ain't never been gone this long before, George. | 1:24:59 | 1:25:03 | |
Well, got you to watch over everybody. | 1:25:03 | 1:25:06 | |
Ain't got no worries. | 1:25:06 | 1:25:08 | |
And my daddy gonna watch over you. | 1:25:10 | 1:25:13 | |
Charleston's a long ways away. | 1:25:13 | 1:25:15 | |
Yes, Mama. | 1:25:20 | 1:25:22 | |
Hyah! | 1:25:33 | 1:25:34 | |
INDISTINCT CONVERSATION | 1:25:46 | 1:25:49 | |
BAND PLAYS | 1:25:49 | 1:25:51 | |
George, there's more money here than I ever thought could be. | 1:25:57 | 1:26:01 | |
Where we going, Massa? | 1:26:01 | 1:26:03 | |
TOM CLEARS THROAT | 1:26:03 | 1:26:05 | |
Here he is, Jewett. | 1:26:05 | 1:26:07 | |
Oh, Chicken George. | 1:26:07 | 1:26:09 | |
Meet my cousin from Hampshire, Sir C Eric Russell. | 1:26:09 | 1:26:15 | |
Jewett tells me you're a sovereign of avifauna. | 1:26:15 | 1:26:16 | |
I look forward to testing your prowess against my birds. | 1:26:16 | 1:26:19 | |
Thank you, sir. | 1:26:19 | 1:26:21 | |
Tom Lea and I have wanted to settle once and for all | 1:26:21 | 1:26:24 | |
who's best in our noble sport. | 1:26:24 | 1:26:26 | |
But it's gonna cost you to find out. | 1:26:26 | 1:26:28 | |
Mr Lea, while I understand your confidence | 1:26:28 | 1:26:31 | |
about a bird or two, | 1:26:31 | 1:26:32 | |
I did not get wealthy by betting small. | 1:26:32 | 1:26:35 | |
A man who bets a mere thousand here or there | 1:26:35 | 1:26:38 | |
is a man who won't risk enough to take what he wants. | 1:26:38 | 1:26:41 | |
Or perhaps Chicken George is only a small-time fighter. | 1:26:41 | 1:26:44 | |
Oh, you ain't never seen a fighter like me before... | 1:26:44 | 1:26:46 | |
sir. | 1:26:46 | 1:26:47 | |
10,000. | 1:26:47 | 1:26:49 | |
MEN CHUCKLE | 1:26:49 | 1:26:50 | |
Plus side bets. | 1:26:50 | 1:26:51 | |
Accepted. | 1:26:57 | 1:26:58 | |
CHEERING | 1:26:58 | 1:26:59 | |
10,000 it is. | 1:26:59 | 1:27:02 | |
And, boys, I'll be open to all offers. | 1:27:02 | 1:27:05 | |
HE SPITS | 1:27:05 | 1:27:07 | |
Gentlemen. | 1:27:11 | 1:27:12 | |
-Feel good about the birds? -Best I ever felt. | 1:27:17 | 1:27:19 | |
Today's the day, George. | 1:27:19 | 1:27:21 | |
I'm gonna rise up above every man who ever looked down on me. | 1:27:21 | 1:27:23 | |
10,000? Massa, you ain't got that much. | 1:27:23 | 1:27:25 | |
Don't matter how much I got if we win, do it, George? | 1:27:25 | 1:27:28 | |
Besides, my farm's worth half that much. | 1:27:28 | 1:27:30 | |
No. | 1:27:30 | 1:27:32 | |
Can't bet our home. | 1:27:32 | 1:27:34 | |
Not where my family live. | 1:27:34 | 1:27:36 | |
You win this for me, | 1:27:42 | 1:27:44 | |
and I'll set you free. | 1:27:44 | 1:27:46 | |
I swear. | 1:27:46 | 1:27:47 | |
Write it. | 1:27:49 | 1:27:51 | |
Write that paper, right here. | 1:27:51 | 1:27:54 | |
Be waiting for you when you're done. | 1:27:54 | 1:27:56 | |
This ain't no dream, George. | 1:27:59 | 1:28:01 | |
Wide awake as I ever been. | 1:28:01 | 1:28:02 | |
We're gonna be rich, just like I said. | 1:28:03 | 1:28:07 | |
Who that Englishman think he is? | 1:28:15 | 1:28:17 | |
How dare he fight us. | 1:28:17 | 1:28:19 | |
We faster, smarter, stronger, prettier. | 1:28:19 | 1:28:24 | |
Insult to be in the same pit with you and me. | 1:28:24 | 1:28:26 | |
Come on now, you little bastard. | 1:28:26 | 1:28:29 | |
I gave you blood and sweat. | 1:28:29 | 1:28:31 | |
Make George a free man today. | 1:28:31 | 1:28:34 | |
INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS | 1:28:34 | 1:28:37 | |
George. | 1:28:39 | 1:28:41 | |
-MAN: -Oyez! Oyez! | 1:28:47 | 1:28:49 | |
Our final pair of the Charleston Main! | 1:28:49 | 1:28:52 | |
A heavy match of birds. | 1:28:52 | 1:28:54 | |
6lb 4, | 1:28:54 | 1:28:56 | |
Sir C Eric Russell of Hampshire, England. | 1:28:56 | 1:29:00 | |
And Tom Lea of Caswell County, North Carolina. | 1:29:00 | 1:29:04 | |
CHEERS AND APPLAUSE | 1:29:04 | 1:29:06 | |
Gentlemen, face your birds! | 1:29:06 | 1:29:11 | |
Come on now, George! | 1:29:11 | 1:29:13 | |
ROOSTERS SQUAWK | 1:29:15 | 1:29:18 | |
Rile 'em up. | 1:29:20 | 1:29:21 | |
Step out. | 1:29:23 | 1:29:25 | |
Ready! | 1:29:29 | 1:29:31 | |
TOM: Come on now, George. | 1:29:31 | 1:29:33 | |
Pit your cocks! | 1:29:35 | 1:29:36 | |
-MAN: -Kill him! -Fight him! | 1:29:41 | 1:29:43 | |
Come on now! | 1:29:45 | 1:29:47 | |
Come down on him! | 1:29:47 | 1:29:49 | |
Come on, George. | 1:29:50 | 1:29:52 | |
Come on! Get him, boy! | 1:29:58 | 1:30:00 | |
Come on now, Red! Come on, Red! | 1:30:08 | 1:30:10 | |
-MAN: -The match goes to Tom Lea! | 1:30:17 | 1:30:19 | |
-Yes! -Yeah! | 1:30:19 | 1:30:21 | |
Whoo! | 1:30:21 | 1:30:23 | |
Yeah, boys! | 1:30:23 | 1:30:26 | |
CHEERING | 1:30:26 | 1:30:28 | |
Thanks, boys. | 1:30:38 | 1:30:40 | |
I'm free. | 1:31:10 | 1:31:12 | |
HE LAUGHS | 1:31:14 | 1:31:17 | |
I'm free! | 1:31:17 | 1:31:19 | |
-I'm free! -HE LAUGHS LOUDLY | 1:31:21 | 1:31:24 | |
Now you get the cock out. | 1:31:30 | 1:31:32 | |
TOM LAUGHS | 1:31:39 | 1:31:40 | |
Come on. Get in it. | 1:31:40 | 1:31:42 | |
Get in, boys. | 1:31:42 | 1:31:43 | |
Glad y'all made money. | 1:31:43 | 1:31:45 | |
I know you can read it, George. | 1:31:47 | 1:31:49 | |
Know Kizzy been teaching you. | 1:31:49 | 1:31:52 | |
It looks fine. | 1:31:52 | 1:31:54 | |
It look real fine. | 1:31:54 | 1:31:56 | |
-SIR ERIC: -Your man has a rare skill. | 1:31:56 | 1:31:58 | |
Plain to see. | 1:32:00 | 1:32:01 | |
And yet why do I feel like a marionette, | 1:32:01 | 1:32:03 | |
my strings pulled by a clever manipulator? | 1:32:03 | 1:32:07 | |
Did you set me up, Mr Lea? | 1:32:07 | 1:32:08 | |
GEORGE CHUCKLES | 1:32:08 | 1:32:09 | |
You challenged me. | 1:32:09 | 1:32:11 | |
I had the courage to take it, and I had the man to win it. | 1:32:11 | 1:32:15 | |
Then I assume your courage will permit me | 1:32:15 | 1:32:18 | |
an opportunity to recoup my losses, | 1:32:18 | 1:32:19 | |
penny for penny. | 1:32:19 | 1:32:21 | |
Well, even an Irishman understands fair play. | 1:32:21 | 1:32:23 | |
Sir Eric is willing to wager another 10,000. | 1:32:23 | 1:32:26 | |
CROWD MURMURS | 1:32:26 | 1:32:27 | |
Can your damn English cousin handle 20,000? | 1:32:30 | 1:32:33 | |
CROWD MURMURS | 1:32:33 | 1:32:34 | |
I relish the opportunity. | 1:32:37 | 1:32:39 | |
Done. | 1:32:39 | 1:32:40 | |
CHEERING | 1:32:40 | 1:32:42 | |
Come with me, cousin. | 1:32:45 | 1:32:47 | |
I have something I want to show you. | 1:32:47 | 1:32:48 | |
Here you are, sir. | 1:32:50 | 1:32:52 | |
His line has fought for kings. | 1:32:54 | 1:32:56 | |
He'll have no trouble with an Irishman and a nigger. | 1:32:56 | 1:32:58 | |
ROOSTER SQUAWKS | 1:32:58 | 1:33:01 | |
My money's on you. | 1:33:09 | 1:33:10 | |
My money's on you. You can do it. | 1:33:10 | 1:33:11 | |
Do it, George. | 1:33:11 | 1:33:12 | |
Come on, clear the ring! | 1:33:12 | 1:33:14 | |
-MAN: -Look at the size of that. | 1:33:25 | 1:33:28 | |
Look at the bird. He's looking well. | 1:33:31 | 1:33:34 | |
Oyez! Oyez! | 1:33:36 | 1:33:38 | |
A private hack between Tom Lea | 1:33:38 | 1:33:40 | |
of Caswell County, North Carolina... | 1:33:40 | 1:33:43 | |
APPLAUSE | 1:33:43 | 1:33:44 | |
..and Sir C Eric Russell of Hampshire, England. | 1:33:44 | 1:33:48 | |
APPLAUSE | 1:33:48 | 1:33:50 | |
Gentlemen, face your birds! | 1:33:50 | 1:33:52 | |
CHEERING | 1:33:52 | 1:33:55 | |
ROOSTERS SQUAWK | 1:33:55 | 1:33:58 | |
That's it, George. | 1:33:58 | 1:33:59 | |
Step out! | 1:33:59 | 1:34:01 | |
-MAN: -Oh, he smells blood, Chicken George! I know it! | 1:34:01 | 1:34:04 | |
-MAN: -Let's go, Chicken George! | 1:34:04 | 1:34:07 | |
Gentlemen... | 1:34:07 | 1:34:08 | |
..pit your cocks! | 1:34:11 | 1:34:12 | |
Come on! Come on, now! | 1:34:12 | 1:34:15 | |
Damn it! | 1:34:24 | 1:34:26 | |
-MAN: -That's it! That's it! | 1:34:28 | 1:34:30 | |
-Just like that! -Come on, boy! | 1:34:30 | 1:34:33 | |
Down! Down! Down! Come down hard on him! | 1:34:33 | 1:34:36 | |
ROOSTER CROWS | 1:34:37 | 1:34:40 | |
ROOSTER SQUAWKS | 1:34:41 | 1:34:44 | |
Come on, George! | 1:34:44 | 1:34:45 | |
Come on! | 1:34:45 | 1:34:47 | |
Come on. | 1:34:48 | 1:34:50 | |
Shit! | 1:34:53 | 1:34:54 | |
Finish him! | 1:34:59 | 1:35:00 | |
-MAN: -Match to Sir C Eric Russell. | 1:35:08 | 1:35:10 | |
SOUND FADES OUT | 1:35:22 | 1:35:25 | |
George. | 1:35:49 | 1:35:50 | |
I don't know what happened. We need to set up another fight. | 1:35:52 | 1:35:54 | |
They gamed us, George, like fish at the end of a line. | 1:35:54 | 1:35:59 | |
I lost everything... | 1:35:59 | 1:36:01 | |
..every penny. | 1:36:02 | 1:36:03 | |
Look, George, the farm ain't gonna cover my bets. | 1:36:06 | 1:36:10 | |
Ain't even gonna cover what I borrowed against it. | 1:36:10 | 1:36:12 | |
I'm ruined, | 1:36:13 | 1:36:15 | |
but that English bastard's offering me a way out. | 1:36:15 | 1:36:18 | |
SIGHS | 1:36:19 | 1:36:20 | |
Said he never saw a man with a touch for the birds like you. | 1:36:20 | 1:36:23 | |
Said you was a magician. Used that very word. | 1:36:23 | 1:36:27 | |
What you saying? | 1:36:27 | 1:36:29 | |
HE SIGHS | 1:36:29 | 1:36:30 | |
Not to drag it out, | 1:36:30 | 1:36:32 | |
that Englishman will call me even if I give you to him... | 1:36:32 | 1:36:35 | |
take back to England. | 1:36:35 | 1:36:37 | |
-England?! -Mm-hm. | 1:36:37 | 1:36:38 | |
Now you ain't making no sense. | 1:36:38 | 1:36:40 | |
Train his birds and his handlers. | 1:36:40 | 1:36:43 | |
I don't understand what the hell you saying to me. | 1:36:43 | 1:36:46 | |
I'm free! That's what we agreed. | 1:36:46 | 1:36:48 | |
Money was in my hand, George. | 1:36:48 | 1:36:50 | |
What's worse than being rich for one day? | 1:36:50 | 1:36:52 | |
You can't tell me to leave my family! | 1:36:52 | 1:36:54 | |
I ain't going nowhere for you, you understand me?! | 1:36:54 | 1:36:56 | |
I'm sorry, George. | 1:36:56 | 1:36:58 | |
I ain't got no other way to survive. | 1:36:58 | 1:37:00 | |
The time will pass like a summer squall. | 1:37:00 | 1:37:01 | |
No, you bastard. I am a free man. | 1:37:01 | 1:37:04 | |
You ain't free, George. | 1:37:04 | 1:37:07 | |
Not unless I register them papers with the county. | 1:37:07 | 1:37:10 | |
Now I will tell you something. | 1:37:10 | 1:37:12 | |
When you come back, I'll have papers | 1:37:12 | 1:37:15 | |
-for your whole family waiting in a lockbox. -I'm not going! | 1:37:15 | 1:37:18 | |
I'm tired of explaining it to you! | 1:37:18 | 1:37:20 | |
I don't have to give no damn explanation to no damn slave! | 1:37:20 | 1:37:23 | |
Sir Eric's carriage is leaving. Do not resist. Do not waste his time. | 1:37:23 | 1:37:27 | |
You can't do this! You hear me?! | 1:37:27 | 1:37:29 | |
I earned it! I'm free! | 1:37:29 | 1:37:30 | |
You low bastard, Tom Lea! | 1:37:30 | 1:37:33 | |
You ain't a man! | 1:37:33 | 1:37:34 | |
You don't love nothing but money and a whisky jug! | 1:37:34 | 1:37:37 | |
That's all you love! | 1:37:37 | 1:37:39 | |
-Get this nigger off of me! -Stop him! | 1:37:39 | 1:37:41 | |
You really are the trash everybody says you is! | 1:37:43 | 1:37:45 | |
Ain't got no honour and ain't got no pride! | 1:37:45 | 1:37:49 | |
Not even say goodbye to my family?! | 1:37:49 | 1:37:51 | |
Matilda?! My children and my mama?! | 1:37:51 | 1:37:53 | |
You a lying dog, Tom Lea! | 1:37:53 | 1:37:56 | |
Who gonna watch 'em, Tom?! | 1:37:56 | 1:37:57 | |
Who gonna watch my family?! | 1:37:57 | 1:37:59 | |
-Tom Lea! -HE GRUNTS | 1:37:59 | 1:38:01 | |
HE COUGHS | 1:38:10 | 1:38:12 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 1:38:20 | 1:38:21 | |
HE ROARS | 1:38:51 | 1:38:53 |