Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And now, in addition to all the storm damage I have suffered,
Eh?
after everything that I've done for you!
Sound about right to you?
Every day after workin' hard,
♪ Runnin' my right side ♪
slaves have been whipped and put in jail,
Please! Please, listen to me, Massa, please!
Let's go!
Fiddler.
Fiddler, it hurts! Fiddler!
I read my Bible.
Thank you, Fiddler.
You ain't dead yet.
Always remember who you are.
- Can you swim?! - Y-Yeah.
Kunta Kinte,
You are Kunta Kinte, son of Omoro and Binta Kinte.
Three stops today, Belle, so late home.
Swallow this. No fuss.
Show me How
♪ When I rise ♪
Just false pangs. They'll pass.
- You brought it on my family! - Oh, take her away.
was just asking Kizzy to bring us some refreshments.
Do what I say, child!
What kind of warrior waits to die?!
Yes massa
It's sad, really.
they done started to rub off on me.
and smart, and...
No, no, no, no.
more than 2,000 years before the birth of Christ.
- Off with her. - And upon your poor family.
- Come on in, Kizzy. - Come on.
Now, you gonna behave, or do I have to get a whip?
Kizzy, look what I brought you.
who imparts our purpose.
Alongside his other slaves.
Wait! Don't go far.
And I don't know why Massa threw it out.
Real special touch, Massa.
Did you really think a nigger could accuse me,
Doctor, you'd better come quick.
Seen women worked to death,
I can't find Kizzy!
You could see more people, not get tired.
Head east into the Great Dismal Swamp
Where did our baby go?!
- Touch him. - Mm.
Yes, Massa.
- Yes, Fa. - Go. Go.
for the next subscription race, hmm?
This is Dr. Waller's property.
No militia's gonna be out in the storm.
Always remember who you are. May Allah bless you.
Get up! Now!
Be careful.
Kizzy!
They're my people visiting me.
Nothing more.
that Mrs. Malloy's baby could come at any time.
Kizzy! Come!
Okay.
Miss Malizy?
You think I'm gonna stand by and let that happen,
♪ Oh, how come me here? ♪
I just hope the boy makes it.
Make a record of it, Spalding.
And God sends signs. That's a truth.
He just needs rest.
Yes, it appears that somebody's
No! Kizzy!
For all those who prosper from slavery,
for all the trouble they have caused me, Kunta.
If you feel him slowing down, just give him a little kick now.
Said I wonder what my mama would've named me...
Of course, sir. No time at all.
who convinces his Massa to free him.
- Kizzy! - No!
Yeah. Some of the roofing hit me.
I ain't got nothing else to do with you no more.
Stay still, now!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yes, Massa.
do you, Auntie Belle? Please?
Why, it's just dumb luck, sir.
Like an apple.